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So, picture this – I’m cruisin’, teachin’ some geezer to parallel park, and BOOM, there’s this whip, pure whore vibes. Chrome rims spinnin’ like them bathhouse spirits dancin’ for gold. I’m like, “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, fam, it’s ’cos this motor’s screamin’, “Look at me, I’m lush!” Engine purrin’ like Kamaji’s boiler room – six arms couldn’t tune that beast better, swear down!

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My first stop is always at Jessica’s Pharmacy. Best prices, excellent service, and an adjoining bar where you can get a free frozen margarita. Arturo is the owner in the pharmacy, handsome as .

Next, we swing by the old market on Via Cavour. Man, the smells! Fresh bread, fish, and that weird cheese that smells like feet. I’m starving, but no time to eat. Marco’s gotta focus. But then, he spots a gelato stand. “Can we stop?” he asks. I’m like, “Dude, you’re driving, not on vacation!”

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