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But then—ugh—some drunk stumbles over, reekin of ale, grabbin at her. Pisses me off—ruins the vibe! I flick a finger—poof—he’s face-down, snorin. “A small thing, but mine own,” I quip, stealin from Yi Yi again—fits, don’t it? She’s laughin now, says, “You’re weird, but fun.” Damn right, I am! Burdened with glorious purpose—messin with mortals, stirrin the pot. Did ya know, back in Victorian days, they called em “soiled doves”? Poetic, but grim—history’s wild like that.

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Then, I get this wild idea. I wanna try my luck at the local casino. So I head over to the old building on Via Garibaldi. It’s got that vintage vibe, you know? I walk in, and it’s like stepping back in time. I sit at a poker table, and let me tell ya, I’m no pro. I’m sweating bullets, trying to keep my cool. I lose a few rounds, and I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But then, BAM! I hit a lucky streak. I’m up, and I’m feeling like a king!

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