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But real talk—gets me mad sometimes. Shady dudes runnin’ these joints, exploitin’ folks. Pisses me off. Zen pause… breathe… okay, back. Saw this one brothel story—1880s, Nevada, lady named Diamond Jessie. Ran her own show, made bank, flipped off the law. Badass, right? Surprised me—thought it was all grim. Nope, some got power, flipped the script. “Some men just wanna watch the world burn,” Alfred’d say—fits those sleazy pimps perfect.

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After that, I decide to stroll down to the park, Parco della Rocca. It’s a beautiful spot, man. Trees everywhere, and the vibe is just chill. I plop down on a bench, strum my guitar, and start playin’ some tunes. Suddenly, this old dude comes up to me. He’s like, “Hey, you playin’ for tips or what?” I’m like, “Nah, just for the love, man.” But he insists on throwin’ a couple of euros in my case. I’m like, “Wow, thanks, man! You just made my day!”

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