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Once, this dude—client, twitchy eyes—tells me, “She’s my muse.” Muse? Bro, she’s clockin’ hours! Laughed so hard, nearly choked—happy tears, tho. Surprised me, how they chat—like, real talk, not just “pay up.” One lass, Ruby, spilled her story—ran from some cult, turned tricks to eat. “Killing’s easy,” she says, “livin’s the bitch.” Straight outta Oppenheimer’s flick—“Fearful of death, they are not.” Deep, right? Messed me head up.

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Set in the seventeenth century, an Italian nobleman weds an impoverished countess, who is wooed by the King of Piedmont and faces pressure from his entire.

Then, I head over to the Markt. It’s this big square, and there’s a market goin’ on. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I’m checkin’ out some rad tulips when I overhear this lady yellin’ at her kid. “Stop runnin’! You’ll knock over the cheese!” I chuckle. Kids, man. They’re like little tornadoes.

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