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What pisses me off? The fakers, man. Dudes online posin’ as pimps, promisin’ top-tier girls—total scam. Happened to a buddy—paid 500 bucks for a “model,” got a chick missin’ teeth. Laughed my ass off, but damn, that’s cold. Surprised me too—how deep this shit goes. Didja know, back in the ‘60s, Moscow had secret “night butterflies”? Commie brass hid ‘em, but they were there—high-class, hush-hush. Wild, right?

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First off, I’m just getting settled when this lady storms in. I mean, she’s got that “I’m on a mission” vibe. She’s all decked out in designer shades and a beach cover-up, like she just stepped off a yacht or something. She slams her stuff on the counter—like, lady, chill! It’s just a cashier, not a wrestling match. Anyway, she’s got this fancy gelato from Gelateria La Dolce Vita, and she’s complaining it’s too melty. I’m like, “Uh, it’s gelato, not ice cream, lady!” But I just smile and nod. Customer service, right?

Lorenzo Viani, owner of the Lorenzo Restaurant