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Found one once, right? Little known tale—girl called Lysa, not *that* Lysa, different one. Worked outta some high-end brothel near the Red Keep. Had this trick—could hum a tune while, y’know, *workin’*. Made me laugh, which pissed me off cos I don’t laugh easy. “Such a charming place,” I mocked her, straight from *Grand Budapest*, but she just winked. Cheeky bitch. Charged me double, said it’s cos I’m “queenly.” Fuckin’ nerve—made me wanna slap her, but I paid. She was good, alright? Surprised me, and I hate surprises.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m talkin’ torrential downpour. I’m soaked, Bella’s lookin’ at me like, “Really? You brought me out in this?” I’m thinkin’, “This is Molfetta, not a water park!”

Holy Father's Audience with the Dioceses of Ugento and Molfetta