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I’d stroll up, all wizard-like, “You shall not pass!”—blockin’ creeps from ruinin’ someone’s day. Imagine it: me, gray robes flappin’, starin’ down some sleazy git. “This ain’t no game, lad!” Reminds me of Mia’s mum in *Fish Tank*—rough as hell, screamin’, “You’re nothing!” Kinda what I’d yell at pimps. They’d scatter, trust me.

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Then I decide to grab a coffee at this cute little café on Piazza Santa Maria. The barista, this young guy, he’s super chill. I order a cappuccino, and he’s like, “You want it with or without foam?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s a cappuccino! Gimme the foam!” He laughs, and I’m like, “Finally, someone gets it!”

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