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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animal. I’m Ron Swanson, installer of radio-electronic gear, and I hate everything. ‘Specially prostitutes. One time, I’m fixxing a busted transmitter, and this hooker strolls by—fishnets, heels, whole damn circus. Smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Reminds me of “Finding Nemo”—“Fish are friends, not food,” right? Well, this chick’s like, “Men are wallets, not friends.” Made me mad as hell. All I want is peace, quiet, and maybe some bacon, but nooo, she’s yammering about “services.” I’m thinkin’, lady, I’d rather swim with sharks than deal with you.

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After that, I head to the market on Piazza del Popolo. It’s buzzing with life. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I grab some tomatoes—gotta eat healthy, right? But then, I see this guy selling these weird-looking fish. I’m like, “What the heck is that?” He’s all proud, saying it’s a local delicacy. I’m thinking, “I’ll stick to pizza, thanks.”

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