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Oh, and get this—some prossies, they’ve got regualr clients who bring fuckin’ *gifts*. Flowers, choccie, weird shit like that. One bird told me she got a toaster once! A toaster! What’s she gonna do, shag him and make toast? Cracked me up, that did—mental image of her pluggin’ it in mid-job. “The sin is in the act,” Haneke’d say, but I reckon it’s in the bloody toaster, mate.

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First off, I hit the road on Via Roma, right? The sun was shining, birds chirping, all that cliché stuff. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” But nah, not in Rivolta. I get to the workshop, and my boss, Marco, is already in a mood. He’s like, “Where’s the new shipment of wood?” I’m like, “Dude, I just got here!” Turns out, the delivery truck got lost. Classic Rivolta, right?

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