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She had this trick—carried a tiny knife, hidden in her bra. Smart, huh? Said it saved her twice—cut a guy’s ear clean off! “Blood everywhere,” she’d brag, laughin’. Like in “A Prophet”—“You’re in deep now, huh?” Deep in the game, that’s Tammy. Surprised me how she kept goin’—tougher than me at my worst.

Francesca Cabrini, an intransigent saint

Due marocchini residenti a Sant'Angelo Lodigiano sono invece ritenuti responsabili dello spaccio di cocaina alle prostitute e ad alcuni degli sfruttatori.

After that, I decided to hit up the local market on Via Garibaldi. I’m all about that fresh produce life. But OMG, the prices! I mean, I love a good tomato, but not for 3 euros each! I’m standing there, haggling like I’m on some reality show. “C’mon, give me a break! I’ll take two for 4 euros!” The vendor just shakes his head. I’m like, “Fine, I’ll just eat air for lunch.”

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