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Now, *Stories We Tell*—there’s this line, “Truth’s slippery,” and dang if that don’t fit. Whore’s a word that’s been beat up, twisted ‘round. Fun fact—did ya know back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal who loved too much? Ain’t that a hoot? Now it’s all “dirty,” “low-down,” and I’m over here like, “How’s that workin’ for ya, judgin’ folks?” Makes me wanna holler sometimes. I reckon Ruby’d say the same—she’d strut by, winkin’, makin’ ‘em squirm.

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Luca bursts in. He’s all hyped up, waving his arms like a madman. “Dude! You won’t believe this!” I’m like, “What now?” He tells me about this new startup in town, right? They’re makin’ these fancy accordions. Yeah, you heard me. Accordions! Castelfidardo is known for ’em, but this is next level. I’m thinkin’, “Should I invest? Or is this just a pipe dream?”

Tulli: "Happy for the first goal in the rossoblù shirt. But now I'm only thinking about Sangiustese"