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What pisses me off? The creeps who think they’re slick—hagglin’ prices like it’s a flea market. Dude, pay up or go home! Happiest moment? Heard this story—some gal in St. Pete’s tricked a john into buyin’ her a fur coat before ditchin’ him. Genius! Surprised me too—didn’t think they had that kinda game. Reminds me of Jack twistin’ his ankle and still ridin’—grit, man, pure grit.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m talking torrential downpour. I’m sprinting for cover, and I duck into this little café on Via Dante. I’m soaked, looking like a drowned rat. I order a pastry to cheer myself up. It’s delicious, but I’m still grumpy about the rain. I mean, come on, Robbiate! Can’t a person catch a break?

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