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Me fave bit? She punched a drunk—pow! Nose bled like a fountain, hilarious, yesss. “Stand still!” she snarled, Saul-style, fierce. Got a kick outta that, tough lil’ slag. Dunno, mate, she’s a riddle, a stink. Half wanna slap her, half wanna cry. Whore’s a ghost, livin’ dead—hiss! Like Saul, chasin’ somethin’ gone, lost forever. What a bloody mess, eh, precious?

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First thing, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m talking about that rich, dark espresso that slaps you awake. I swear, if I could bottle that feeling, I’d be a millionaire. Anyway, I’m sipping my coffee, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s like, “You know, Mattinata used to be a fishing village.” I’m like, “Yeah, and now it’s a tourist trap, right?” He laughs, but I’m half-serious.

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