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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, and I’m here spillin’ the tea like Judge Judy on a caffeine bender. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” – that’s what I’d say to those shady types lurkin’ on street corners, promisin’ the goods. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Son of Saul*, my fave flick, ya know? That gut-punch of a movie – “Auschwitz, no hope, just survival” – and it’s got me all twisted up comparin’ it to this grimy hunt.

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Anyway, I shake it off. I’m like, “Whatever, it’s just coffee.” But then I see this cute little café on the corner of Via Roma. I’m like, “Okay, let’s get a pastry.” I walk in, and the smell hits me. Fresh pastries everywhere! I grab a cornetto, and it’s heavenly. I’m munching away, and life’s good again.

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