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Now, the real shit: findin’ one’s easy, but the good ones? Rare. Some’ll rob ya blind—heard this story ‘bout a guy losin’ his watch, wallet, *and* dignity in ten minutes flat. Hilarious, ‘cept it ain’t you. I’d illusion my way outta that, no prob—mortals ain’t so lucky. Pro tip: keep ya wits, don’t flash too much gold. Oh, and the law? Tricky biz—depends where ya are. In Amsterdam, it’s all chill, legal, red lights glowin’ like a chaos party. Here? Sneakier, riskier—kinda thrilling, if I’m honest.

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I finally get home, and I’m like, “What a day!” I flop on the couch, still covered in coffee grounds. I think about how crazy life is. Capaci, with its charm and chaos, always keeps me on my toes. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe for a gelato. But that’s it!

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