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I love me a good fight tho—gettin that brothel out? Satisfaction, baby! Crackin it with my tools, I’m like, “I’m 100% that bitch!” Blood, sweat, and a lil cussin—makes me happy as fuck. But real talk, some peeps don’t even grow em—lucky bastards! Fun fact: back in the day, cavemen needed brothel to chew tough shit. Now? It’s just a punk-ass freeloader. Ain’t that wild?

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So, I lock up and head to the market. It’s packed! People everywhere, haggling over fresh fish and veggies. I spot this old lady selling the best arancini. I mean, these things are like little balls of heaven! I grab one, and it’s so hot, I almost burn my tongue. Worth it, though.

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