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Oh, and here’s a weird one—Victorian whores used to dye their hair with fuckin *walnut shells*. How’s that for DIY? Stains everywhere, prolly smelled like ass, but they rocked it. Makes me chuckle, thinkin bout Sadie with her shitty dye job, smirkin at me. Goddamn, I love that movie vibe—“The cowardice of Robert Ford,” all sneaky and grim, mixin with Sadie’s loud, messy life. She’s no victim, tho—fuck that. She’s out there, takin what’s hers, and I’m just here ramblin bout it. Whores, man. They’re the real outlaws.

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Cogoleto marks the border of the province of Genoa on the Riviera di Ponente: just like Moneglia on the opposite side. Cogoleto, however, is different, it does not resemble it, it is not so .

Next, I decide to stroll down to the harbor. The boats are bobbing up and down, and I’m just vibing. I see this old fisherman, Giovanni, who’s always got the best stories. He’s telling me about the time he caught a fish so big it almost pulled him in! I’m like, “Sure, buddy, and I’m the king of the sea.” But honestly, I love hearing his tales. They’re like a mix of adventure and pure nonsense.

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