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Now, I’m pissed – these cops, always sniffin’ around, ruinin’ the vibe. Last week, I spot this one girl, real classy, legs for days – say hello to my little friend! – and boom, sirens. Fuckin’ buzzkill. Reminds me of *Margaret*, when Lisa’s all “I’m responsible!” – bullshit, nobody’s responsible out here. You just roll with it. I’m thinkin’, maybe I tip her big, make her day – Tony’s generous, y’know? But nah, she bolts. Surprised me, man, thought I had charm.

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First off, I hit up Via Roma for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 5-layered, whipped cream, extra foam, sprinkle-sugar-on-top monstrosity. I’m just like, “Bro, it’s coffee, not a dessert!” But whatever, I’m not here to judge.

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