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About Milan

She hopped in, smellin’ like cheap perfume and regret. I said, “Honey, you sure ‘bout this life?” She shrugged, said, “Pays the bills.” I was surprised—girl had sass! Reminded me of myself, ‘cept I ain’t never sold nothin’ but lemonade. Halleluyer! I dropped her and Pookie off, told ‘em, “Don’t call me when the cops come!” ‘Cause you know they dumb enough to get caught.

La Nuova Ferrara

First off, I hit the streets of Via Garibaldi. It’s like stepping into a postcard. Old buildings everywhere, but I’m late for my coffee. Ugh! I sprint to my fave spot, Caffè del Corso. The barista knows my order. I’m like, “Hey, make it quick!” But of course, there’s a line. Typical.

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