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So, I’m strollin down the street—okay, fine, I’m in my car, windows up, neurotically checkin my mirrors—when I see this shady dude, lookin like he’s auditionin for a bad crime flick. He’s got the trench coat, the sly grin—total “find a prostitute” energy. And I’m like, “Really? REALLY?!” What happened to class, huh? Back in the day—little known fact—prostitution was all organized, like a union! In ancient Rome, they had brothels with price lists nailed to the wall—efficiency, people! Now? It’s all sketchy vibes and awkward eye contact. Makes me wanna scream, “Get a room—or a robot!”

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So, I finish up my shift, and I’m off to the piazza. The vibe is electric! People everywhere, music blaring, and the smell of grilled meat wafting through the air. I’m drooling, man. I grab a plate of arrosticini, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munchin’ away, and I see that lady from earlier. She’s got her dog back! Turns out, it was just chillin’ at the café on Via Mazzini. I’m like, “What a relief!”

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