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Once, I saw this chick, right? High heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she owned the block. I’m like, “Fo’ shizzle, she’s it!” Walked up, all smooth, but—bam—she a cop! Man, I was heated, heart racin’, thought I’d be toast. Laughed it off later, tho—Snoop don’t sweat the small stuff. Reminded me of that movie line, “I am a golden god!”—felt that dumb for a sec.

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But then, Marco had this wild idea. He was like, “Let’s go to the old castle!” I was like, “You mean Castello di Tricesimo? That place is haunted!” But he was all pumped, so I couldn’t say no. We hopped on our bikes and zoomed through the streets. I felt like a kid again, wind in my hair, laughing like maniacs.

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