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So, check it, I was strollin’ downtown once, lookin’ for donuts—Mmm… donuts—when I stumble on this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig. She’s all, “Hey, big guy, need company?” I’m like, D’oh! Wrong turn, Homer! But real talk, it’s wild how open it is out there. Made me kinda mad, ya know? Like, why’s society gotta push folks into that? Capitalism, man, screwin’ us all. But then I laughed—she called me “big guy”! Me! A donut-chompin’ schlub!

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But then, BAM! A pigeon swoops down and snatches my torta! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I’m chasing this bird down Via Garibaldi, flailing my arms like a madman. People are staring, and I’m like, “Yeah, just your average day in Castenedolo!”

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