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Lemme tell ya, I knew this gal—true story, wild stuff. Worked the streets, made millions—millions, I swear! Not sayin’ names—classy Trump move, protectin’ the brand. She’d charm ya, rob ya blind—smart cookie, real shark. Made me laugh, made me mad—how’s she so good? Reminds me of that line, “I’m a machine!” Whores, machines of the trade—best machines, unstoppable.

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After that, I hit up the market on Via Garibaldi. Man, the vibe there is always lit. Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. But today, it was packed! Like, sardines in a can. I’m trying to squeeze through, and this lady with a cart just stops. Right in front of me. I’m like, “Lady, move it or lose it!” But she’s oblivious, chatting away. I swear, I almost lost my mind.

On his way back from work by motorbike, the young Albanian man crashed to death in Italy