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I ain’t judgin, nah—live n let live, right? But the stench of cheap cologne and cheaper lies? That’s the shit that sticks. Little fact for ya—some old-school pros used to carry lemon extract, splash it on to dodge the clap. Clever, huh? Bet ya didn’t know that, Clarice. Me neither til I dug deep—curiosity’s my vice, ya see.

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After that, I finally get a break. I step outside for some fresh air on Strada Muncii. Man, the sun feels good. I see the old church down the street, and I’m like, “That’s a vibe.” But then, I hear this loud noise. It’s a car honking like crazy. I look over, and it’s this guy in a tiny car, just losing it. He’s yelling at someone, and I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just traffic!”