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Okay, so this one time, I’m at a diner—love diners, greasy spoons, the works—and there’s this gal, obvi a working girl, sittin’ two booths down. She’s eatin’ fries, lookin’ tired, and I’m like, “She’s got guts!” Out there, hustlin’, while I’m whinin’ about my coffee bein’ cold. I wanna tip her—just for existin’—but nah, too awkward. I’m a coward! She prob’ly deals with worse schmucks than me daily. Surprised me, though—how normal she looked. Not some cartoon hooker—real person, fries and all.

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Then, I decide to hit up this new pizzeria on Via Mazzini. I’m starving! I order a margherita, and it’s like heaven on a plate. I’m devouring it, and the owner comes over. He’s this big guy, all smiles. “How’s the pizza?” he asks. I’m like, “Dude, it’s life-changing!”

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