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Alright, so I’m the prison warden, right? Judge Judy style—sharp, no BS. Prostitutes? Man, they’re a trip! Seen ‘em come through here, heels clickin’, attitudes stinkin’. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—those gals got stories deeper than Monty’s dope stash in *25th Hour*. Like, one chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—rolled in last week. Busted for solicitin’ near the old deli. Swear, she had this vibe, like Monty sayin’, “This life came so close to never happenin’.” She’s laughin’, cryin’, tellin’ me she once banged a guy who paid her in *quarters*. Quarters! Who does that? Freakin’ weirdo johns, man.

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Ieri notte, gli agenti del nucleo operativo sicurezza tattica e del nucleo cinofilo della Polizia Locale di Monza, hanno svolto un servizio mirato di controllo del territorio. Pugno duro contro il.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in Vimercate, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Man kills lawyer, judge, co-defendant at Milan courthouse