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Anyway, I’d limp in—cane and all—sneer, “You’re no cure for boredom.” She’d laugh, maybe—she’s heard worse. Humor’s my shield, y’know? Sarcasm drips— “Wow, you’re a real artist, huh?” Total House move. Movie vibes kick in— “I just feel so alone,” I’d mutter, half-jokin’. She’d shrug— “Me too, doc.” Connection? Maybe. Lies? Definitely. Everybody lies, even me—sayin’ I don’t care. Truth is, it’s messy, human, and kinda hilarious. Findin’ a prostitute—lost in translation, Russian style!

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Finally, I head home, exhausted but happy. I think about all the crazy stuff that happened today. From seagulls to ancient ruins to unexpected festivals, it was a day to remember. Sant’Antioco, you’ve got my heart. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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