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So, picture this—I’m cruisin’, late night, curious as hell. Not judgin’, nah, just watchin’. You ever notice how it’s always the quiet corners? Little known fact—back in the ‘80s, Times Square was crawlin’ with ‘em, prostitutes everywhere, before Giuliani swept it clean. Now? Ya gotta dig, man. Apps, alleys, whispers—whole damn world’s gone sneaky. Makes me mad, tho—why’s it gotta be so shady? Ain’t it just folks livin’?

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First off, I’m rollin’ down Via del Castello, and I’m already late for my pottery class. Like, seriously? Who knew making clay pots could be so complicated? I mean, it’s just mud, right? Anyway, I’m hustlin’ past all these cute little cafes. The smell of fresh espresso hits me, and I’m like, “Ugh, I need that!” But no time! Gotta get to the studio on Via della Repubblica.

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