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But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

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Then, I head to the park, Parco della Rimembranza. It’s a nice spot, you know? Trees, kids playing, the whole vibe. I’m trying to chill, but my phone buzzes again. It’s my boss. He’s all, “We need to talk about that claim from last week.” Ugh, can’t a guy catch a break?

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