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About Milan

Dude, so finding a prostitute? Wild, right? I’m Keanu, stoic brevity, “Whoa.” Like, you gotta be chill bout it. Reminds me of *Holy Motors*—that flick’s my jam. “I am alone, and they are everybody.” That’s the vibe, man, searchin the streets. You’re out there, dodgy alleys, neon buzzin. Kinda thrilling, kinda sketch. Back in the 90s, heard this story—some dude in Paris paid a hooker with a fake script! She took it, ran, he just laughed. True chaos, like Carax’s style.

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After that, I needed a break. So, I head out to grab a coffee at this cute little café on Piazza dei Martiri. I’m sippin’ my espresso, enjoying the view of the Dolomites. Seriously, those mountains are like nature’s flex. But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “Great, just great. This is how I wanted my day to go.”

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