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So, I’m creepin’ closer, she’s smokin’ a cig. “Hey, big boy,” she purrs, voice all husky. I’m like, “Ruh-roh, here we go!” She’s quotin’ prices, I’m sweatin’ bullets. “In the end, they all come back,” she says – straight outta “The Master,” I swear! Gave me chills, man, like she knew me.

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After that, I get a call. Some guy named Marco. He’s all frantic, saying his car got stolen right outside his house on Via della Libertà. I rush over, thinking, “Great, another headache.” But when I get there, I see his car parked two blocks away! I’m like, “Dude, it’s right there!” He turns red, and I can’t help but laugh.

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