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Exaggeratin? Maybe, but who cares—makes it juicier! I’m thinkin, dodgin cops, heart racin, “They’re comin for me!”—pure paranoia, Doc-style. Prostitutes got stories tho—heard one say she ditched a pimp with a stolen forklift, badass! Dunno if its true, but I’m stealin that for my memoir. Oh, and the slang—call em “working girls,” “ladies of the night,” whatever, just don’t say “hooker” to their face, rude as shit.

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After the coffee fiasco, we head back to the archives. Power’s still out. Ugh! So, I decide to take a walk around Capodrise. I wander down to the Parco della Rimembranza. It’s beautiful there, trees everywhere, and I’m just soaking it all in. I see kids playing, families having picnics, and I’m like, “This is what life’s about.”

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