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Oh, and the typos—prolly already hit 13, whoops! I’m ramblin’, spillin’ tea like a sloppy Texan. Prostitution’s a rollercoaster, y’all—dark, messy, but real. “Silencio,” like the movie ends—sometimes it’s just quiet desperation. What ya think, huh? Beats me why they keep goin’. Maybe it’s all they got. Dang shame, but that’s the truth.

Barcelona’s prostitution problem

Le prostitute si sono spostate di un chilometro al massimo, in un estenuante rimpiattino notturno che, sabato notte, si è concluso con il magro bottino, per gli agenti, di 16 arresti, dodici.

Then, outta nowhere, this old lady comes up to me. She’s like, “You’re gonna take me out on that thing, right?” I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I’m not a taxi service!” But she’s persistent. So, I’m like, “Fine, hop on.” She’s got this huge bag of snacks. I’m talkin’ chips, cookies, the whole deal. I’m like, “Are we goin’ for a picnic or what?”

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