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My fave part? The hagglin’. You’re standin’ there, cash in hand, and she’s like, “Fifty,” and I’m thinkin’, *Fifty? For what, a handshake?*—cracked me up. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but it’s a game, man. Little known story: in Istanbul, old timers say hookers used to trade for bread durin’ wars—grit over glitz, ya feel? Makes ya wonder ‘bout the layers, the history.

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But then, just when I think I can breathe, I see the shifty guy again. He’s back, and this time he’s got a drink in hand. I’m like, “Oh no, not again.” I’m ready to pounce, but he just raises his glass and says, “Cheers!” I’m so confused. Is he tryin’ to be friendly now?

When Telemaco Signorini painted and denounced the drudgery of the Arno risers.