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Weird story—heard this once, blew my mind. Back in the 1800s, Nevada brothel had a ghost! Clients swore some dead miner’s spirit was watchin’ ‘em—creepy as fuck! True or not, adds spice, right? I’m sittin’ there imaginin’ it—ghost pimpin’, ha! Surprised me, man, love that oddball shit.

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So, I’m a Mourner, right? Sounds heavy, I know. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I started my morning at the café on Piazza del Duomo. You know, the one with the best pastries? I ordered a cornetto, and the barista, Marco, he’s a legend. He’s always got a joke up his sleeve. “Why did the mourner cross the road?” he says. I’m like, “I dunno, why?” He grins and goes, “To get to the other side of grief!” Classic Marco, always lightening the mood.

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