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Now, check this—little known fact comin’ atcha: back in the day, some ol’ miners down in Brazil—yep, *City of God* vibes—used to trade a quick sexual-massage for a slug of whiskey after haulin’ coal all day. True story! Kept ‘em sane, I reckon. Ain’t that a hoot? Me, I’m picturin’ Lil’ Zé struttin’ in, demandin’ a massage with them crazy eyes— “Massage me good, or I shoot!” Ha! That’s my kinda drama.

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I finally get to the front, and I order my usual—pistachio and stracciatella. But the guy behind the counter, he’s like, “Sorry, we’re out of pistachio.” I’m like, “What? This is Quattromiglia! How can you run out of pistachio?” I settle for chocolate, but it’s just not the same.