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So I asks, “How much, precious?” She smirks, “Fifty quid, you weirdo.” Fifty! Robbery, that is! “I ain’t got no home,” I whines, quotin’ Llewyn again, hopin’ pity works. Nope. She rolls her eyes, walks off, hips swayin’. Grrr, made me ragey, but also – wow – them curves, my precious! Nearly chased her, but me legs, all wobbly, nah.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I didn’t sign up for a waterworks show! I duck into a little shop on Via Garibaldi. It’s a cute place, full of handmade stuff. I’m browsing, and I find this awesome ceramic cat. I’m a sucker for cats, so I buy it. But then, I realize I left my umbrella outside. Ugh!

Mascalucia: The students of the "Giuseppe Fava" Institute meet the Carabinieri