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But ugh, the stench—piss n’ sweat! Made me mad, precious, real mad! Seen one shut down, coppers bustin’ in—girls cryin’, men scramblin’. Felt bad, then didn’t. “Life’s a crapshoot,” like Anderson’s movie says. Ain’t fair, but who cares? Not me, nah! Still, some joints—fancy ones—got chandeliers n’ shit. Surprised me, jaw droppin’. Thought, “Ooh, posh bitches!”—then laughed meself silly.

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After the market madness, I decide to take a stroll down to the Parco della Rimembranza. It’s this beautiful park with trees and benches. Perfect for chilling, right? So, I plop down on a bench, and just as I’m about to take a deep breath, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re in a park, chill out!” But no, they’re going at it. I can’t help but eavesdrop. Turns out, he forgot their anniversary. Classic.

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