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Sometimes, tho, gets me riled up – the sleazy pimps, struttin’ like they own the joint. Makes me wanna holler, “Get a real job, ya bum!” But then – see a gal save up, get out, start fresh? Happiest damn day, folks – like Llewyn hitchin’ a ride outta hell.

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I’m all ears, but then my stomach growls. I’m like, “Dude, I gotta eat.” So I head to this little trattoria on Via Vittorio Emanuele. The food there is bomb! I order some pasta, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. It’s like a scene from a soap opera. I’m trying not to laugh, but it’s hard.

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