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Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

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First off, I hit the streets of Sue, and lemme tell ya, the vibe was electric. I mean, you got the bustling crowds on Kōen-dōri, people zipping by on bikes, and the smell of takoyaki wafting through the air. I was like, “Yesss, give me that octopus goodness!” But then, bam! I stepped in a puddle. Ugh, soggy socks. Not a great start.

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