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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just sitting there, munching on some fries from the snack bar, thinking, “Y’all need to chill.” I mean, it’s Nunspeet! Not exactly the place for drama. But hey, it’s entertaining, I guess.

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