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We’re walkin’, she’s talkin’—life’s tough, rent’s high, blah blah. I’m half listenin’, half thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru, you’re livin’ the movie!” Like Jep, floatin’ through decadence, beauty, dirt—all mixed up. She’s no saint, I’m no hero—perfect! I ask, “You ever wanna quit?” She laughs, “And do vhat, be nun?” Sarcasm drippin’—love it! I’m crackin’ up, “Hah, Sister Mary Prossie!”

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As I’m packin’ up, I hear the church bells from Chiesa di San Giovanni. It’s like a reminder that life’s a mix of chaos and calm. I step outside, take a deep breath, and just smile. Monfalcone, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart.

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