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So yeah, mate, it’s a messy gig—dodgy, loud, and fuckin alive. Made me happy hearin her laugh, angry at the pricks ruinin her night, and shocked she knew me chords better than me! “What’s your fault in this?”—movie line again, poppin in me head. Dunno, maybe I’m just a daft sod with a guitar, chasin shadows. But I’ll keep fightin the good fight—prossie or no prossie!

Serravalle Scrivia

After lunch, I head back to the shop, and guess what? More shoes! I swear, it’s like they multiply when I’m not lookin’. I’m knee-deep in repairs when this lady walks in. She’s got this fancy bag, and I’m thinkin’, “Oh boy, here we go.” She wants her designer heels fixed. I take a look, and they’re practically falling apart. I’m like, “Lady, these are done for.” But she’s all, “No, no! You can fix them!” I’m thinkin’, “Sure, if you want me to work magic.”

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