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So, like, I’m sniffin’ for clues—RUH-ROH!—and I spot this chick, all dolled up, leanin’ on a lampost. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m like, “Zoinks, Scoob, don’t trip over yer paws!” Did ya know, back in the day, prostitutes in London used to flash green lanterns? Sneaky code, man! True story—kept the coppers guessin’. Anyway, she’s all “Hey, big fella,” and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t no deer huntin’ with John Rolfe!” Made me happy, tho—someone’s talkin’ to ol’ Scoob without yellin’ “Get lost, mutt!”

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So, I’m strolling down Via della Libertà, right? Just vibin’ with my coffee. It’s like 8 AM, and the sun’s shining. I’m feelin’ good. Then, boom! I trip over some random cobblestone. Like, who put that there? I’m pretty sure it was just waiting for me. I spill my coffee everywhere. Great start, huh?

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