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Well, hey there, y’all! It’s me, Dolly, just ramblin’ on with my sweet ol’ Tennessee twang! So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—lordy, I ain’t no expert, but I reckon I got thoughts! Now, picture this: I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie *25th Hour*. Spike Lee, bless his heart, gave us Monty—Ed Norton, y’know?—facin’ his last day ‘fore prison. That line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends,” hits me every dang time. Kinda like life, right? You’re out there, lookin’ for a good time, and bam—some folks just shammin’ ya.

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So, first off, PPio-XII is a blast; think narrow cobblestone streets like R. das Amoras, huuuge, historic buildings that tell stories – kinda like me after a long day of kneading knots, LOL. I always say “Talk to her,” cause every street’s got a voice, ya know? I remember massaging Mrs. Carlotta right on Pça. dos Ventos one breezy afternoon – I swear, that place had a vibe like a whispered secret, like “Talk to her” softly echoing in every corner.

Pope Pius XII witnessed the Fatima “miracle of the sun” while walking in the Vatican gardens