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Me, I’m sittin’ here judgin’, but I get it. Life’s lonely, y’all. “Her body’s a map of wounds,” that’s from *Talk to Her*—ain’t that the damn truth? These girls, they’re hurtin’, and folks just drive by, honkin’. Makes me wanna holler, “Wake up, people!” But nah, they keep circlin’, lookin’ for a quick fix. I exagerate sometimes, but hell, it feels like the world’s gone plumb crazy.

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After that, I needed some air. So, I walked over to the old church, Chiesa di San Giovanni Battista. It’s beautiful, man. The architecture is stunning. I sat on the steps, just chillin’, trying to calm down. But then, this group of tourists shows up, taking selfies like they’re in a fashion show. I’m just there, trying to enjoy the moment, and they’re blocking my view. I’m like, “Can I get a little peace here?”

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