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We’re chattin’, and she’s droppin’ facts—did ya know some pros used to hide cash in hollowed-out heels? Genius! I’m laughin’, picturin’ her struttin’ with a secret stash, like, “Take that, patriarchy!” Total *No Country* vibes—quiet moves, big wins. I’m all, “You’re a badass, hunny!” She winks, says, “Gotta be, boo.” Surprised me how real she kept it—none of that fake-ass Hollywood crap.

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Then, I decide to grab lunch at this little trattoria on Via Cavour. I order pasta, obviously. It’s like a rule here. The waiter, this young guy with a cheeky smile, brings out this massive plate. I’m thinking, “Am I supposed to eat all this?” But it’s so good, I can’t stop. Halfway through, I’m stuffed, but I see a couple at the next table sharing a dessert. It’s this chocolate cake that looks like heaven. I’m like, “Dude, I need that!” So, I order one, and it’s a game-changer. I’m in a food coma, but it’s worth it.

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