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Angry part? Some jerk tried cuttin’ in—hey, my turn, pal! Shoved him—felt badass. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I punched him! Nah, just yelled. Still, epic! So yeah, findin’ a prostitute—shady, pricey, but kinda thrilling. Like a bad Duff buzz. Would I again? Meh, Marge’s meatloaf beats it. D’oh!

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Then, I decide to check out the Naze Castle ruins. It’s a bit of a hike, but totally worth it. The view from up there? Breathtaking! I’m standing on the edge, feeling like a king, when my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy asking if I wanna grab dinner. I’m like, “Sure, but I’m on top of a castle right now!” He’s all, “Dude, priorities!” Classic.

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