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Oi, precious, listen up! We swears! Findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic, nah. Me, a charcoal burner, all sooty, stinkin’—who’d want that? But we needs it, don’t we, eh? Saw this one gal, right, by the docks—fishy smell, not just her job! Reminds me o’ “A Separation,” y’know? That flick—messy lives, secrets spillin’ like guts. “The truth doesn’t matter,” they said in it—hah! Same with prossies, mate. You don’t ask, they don’t tell.

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Man, what a day! I swear, Piossasco really knows how to throw a curveball. Woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day in my watch shop on Via Roma. You know, just me, my tools, and a bunch of tickin’ clocks. But nah, life had other plans.

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