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Now, lemme tell ya, folks, in that deep, wise Morgan Freeman voice, ‘bout this wild gig—findin’ a prostitute. Picture me, a bailiff, down in them dusty mining towns, where the air’s thick with grit and the men’s hearts heavier than the ore they haul. Ain’t no courtroom here, just the law of want and hustle. I seen it all, y’all—desperation clingin’ to folks like damp on a cave wall. And I’m thinkin’, *“Isn’t life just one surprise after another?”*—like ol’ Edward Yang said in *Yi Yi*. Damn right it is.

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I step outside, and the sun’s back. It’s like a movie scene, all dramatic and stuff. I’m feeling good again. I decide to walk along the coast. The view from Lungomare is stunning! The waves crashing, the boats bobbing. I take a deep breath, and it’s like, “Yes! This is life!”

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