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Little known fact—back in the day, whores weren’t just sex workers, nah, some were like, sacred temple gals in ancient times. Blows my mind! Imagine that—screwin’ for the gods. Pretty, pretty wild. Anyway, this chick in my head, she’s got that energy—mystical, untouchable. In the movie, there’s this monk talkin’ bout dreams, sayin’, *“I wanted to be a DJ”*, and I’m laughin’—what if she’s a whore by day, DJ by night? Spinnin’ tracks, droppin’ beats, takin’ names—hilarious! I’d pay to see that, no lie.

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I hit the streets of Martinengo, and wow, the vibe was electric. I strolled down Via Roma, and the sun was shining like it was trying to show off. I mean, c’mon, it’s not like it’s a competition, right? But then, BAM! I tripped over a cobblestone. Classic me. I’m like, “Really? In front of all these people?” So embarrassing.

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