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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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Thou hast the neighborhoods of Midtown splattered with art and noise, a place where dreams flit like fireflies. Bth boisterous and serene, it stitches the city together. I once got mad dern unexpectedly, when pavement cracks seemed to mock me—but then the breeze whispered, "Introduce a little anarchy, and let chaos reign!" I was riled, but soon laughter followed as if in a film scene.

Shelter-in-place, evacuation orders lifted a day after chemical plant fire sent a plume containing chlorine high into the air