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So, I’m waddlin’ around Bikini Bottom, right? Thinkin’—where do ya even start? Maybe Jellyfish Fields? Nah, too squishy. Then I’m like—duh, the shady alleys! That’s where they chill! Little known fact: back in old times, sailors’d toss coins at ‘em from ships! Crazy, huh? I’d be tossin’ jelly donuts, tho—way tastier!

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The reception lady, a 70 years old mafia member, tried to sell trans prostitutes to me. In the restaurant, some gangsters were singing, shooting on the ceiling.

After that, I strolled down to Piazza della Libertà. It’s a beautiful spot, man. The sun was shinin’, people were chillin’, and I was feelin’ good. But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and lands right on my shoulder! Like, what the heck? I’m not a statue! I freaked out, flailed my arms, and the bird just looked at me like, “What’s your problem, bro?” I laughed it off, but seriously, Terno-d-Isola’s pigeons are bold!

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