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What suprised me? The heart, man—she’s got one. Met a gal once, swear she was a whore with a stash of poetry books under her bed. Said she’d recite ‘em to johns who paid extra. “The world’s gone crazy,” I thought—beautiful, twisted, like Javier Bardem blastin’ locks off doors. Ruby’d do that too—blast through bullshit, I bet. I’m ramblin’ now, huh? Good—keeps it real. Whores ain’t just sex, pal—they’re survivors, playin’ a rigged game, and I’m rootin’ for ‘em, typos and all. What’s your take, huh? Curious minds wanna know!

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So, I decide to take a break. I head out to Piazza Garibaldi. The vibe there is always chill. People are hanging out, sipping espresso, and chatting. I grab a quick bite at a little trattoria. The pasta? To die for! I’m sitting there, thinking, “Why do I even stress about work?” Caltanissetta’s got this way of making you forget your worries.

Montedoro: Carabinieri checks, 4 people reported for illegal possession of weapons.