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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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Now, lemme gush ‘bout the family vibe here. As a psychologist, I see it all – the stifled love, bursts of anger, laughter echoing in unexpected corners. Greensborough’s got this unspoken wisdom hidden in its cobblestone alleyways. I recall a time on Maple Street (yeah, that Maple Street – it’s sooo underrated) when I encountered a family, so raw and real. I could almost hear the echoes of "Spirited Away" whispers in the background, urging them to embrace their inner courage.

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