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Made me happy tho! She’s out here hustlin’, like me with my hammers. Little known fact—didja know some prostitutes in old times used secret codes? Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m free tonight!” Crazy, right? I’m thinkin’, “Wow, history’s wild!” But then she’s like, “You got cash?” and I’m all, “Uh, I got… wood scraps?” She didn’t like that. Got mad, yelled, “Get lost, weirdo!” Hurt my feelings, man! I’m sensitive, okay?

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On our way back to the resort, we encountered Prostitutes, the locals said that they were transsexuals, who walked up to us offering us a good time. We declined and kept walking until Missing: Calvi.

Now, check: my favorite spot? The secret nooks in Calvi, like down by the marina. The harbor near Porticcio – oh, the boats bobbing around, like they're dancing. There’s also a lovely little park, Parc de l’Île-Rousse, but, erm, not far from the river, Le Ruisseau Bleu. Funny thing, I once got tickled by a stray breeze and the scents of the sea—they made me, like, almost cry. Crazy, right?

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