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Now, my fave flick—“4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days”—that Romanian gut-punch from ’07, it’s dark, mate. Two gals, one preggo, tryin’ to dodge Commie laws for an abortion. No prostitutes there, but the vibe? Desperation. “We’ve started something we’ve got to finish,” one says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re haggin’ over prices with a streetwalker? Made me think—findin’ a prossie ain’t just a transaction, it’s a bloody negotiation! You’re dodgin’ guards, hopin’ she ain’t a trap set by Cersei to screw me over. That film’s tension? Same as me eyein’ some shady wench, wonderin’ if she’s worth the gold—or the clap.

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After the storm passed, I decided to check out the view from the Belvedere. Cisternino is perched on a hill, and the view is insane. You can see the olive groves stretching for miles. I’m standing there, soaking it all in, when I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a bunch of kids playing soccer. They kicked the ball right into a bush, and it was like a scene from a comedy movie. I couldn’t help but laugh.

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