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So I roll up. To this dive. Neon flickerin’ – half dead. Reminds me of – Furiosa’s rig. All beat-up but – still kickin’. This chick’s there. Leanin’ on the wall. Smokin’ a cig like – she OWNS it. I’m thinkin’, “What a day! What a LOVELY day!” She’s got – that edge. Tough as nails. Like she’d shank ya – then kiss ya.

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First off, I’m walking down Via Roma, and it’s like, 8 AM. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feeling good. But then, BAM! I step in a puddle. Not just any puddle, but the grossest, murkiest one ever. I swear it was like a mini swamp. My shoes? Ruined. Thanks, Tuglie.

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