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What’d shock me most? How normal it’d feel. Like, she’s just chattin’ about her day—traffic sucked, rent’s due. I’d be noddin’, thinkin’, “This ain’t so bad.” Maybe I’d tip extra—cashier life’s tough, I get it. But if she tried rippin’ me off? Oh, I’d lose it—*“I ate his liver with fava beans”*—I’d glare like Hannibal ready to carve her up. Kidding, sorta. Probs just storm out, call her a twat.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll down Strada 31 August. It’s a nice street, lined with trees and all that. But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bus, like, practically on my heels. I jump back, and the driver just gives me this look like, “What’s your problem, man?” I’m like, “Dude, you’re the one driving a bus in a narrow street!”

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