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So, picture this—I’m at this dive bar, right? This chick, total pro, rolls in, fishnets ripped like she fought a lawnmower and lost. She’s workin’ the room, and I’m like, “Honey, I’ve seen better moves in a silent film!” Made me laugh, tho—her hustle’s realer than half these posers. Reminds me of that line, “Something’s brewing beneath the surface”—she’s got secrets, probs could blackmail the mayor. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran underground gambling dens—sneaky bitches, outsmartin’ cops while wearin’ corsets tighter than my grip on a troublemaker.

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First off, I’m stationed at the Lido di Cercola, right by Via Roma. Beautiful spot, right? But then, outta nowhere, this kid starts screamin’. I look over, and this little dude is flailing like a fish outta water. I sprint over, heart racing. Turns out, he just slipped on some seaweed. I mean, come on! Seaweed? Really? I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re fine!” But he’s wailing like he just lost his favorite toy. Kids, man.

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