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So, I’m out there, right—downtown, lights flashin’, kinda sketchy. Reminds me of when I was a kid in Scranton, sneakin’ around with my buddies, lookin’ for trouble. We’d see these gals, heels clickin’, and I’d think, “Whoa, they’re livin’ fast!” Now, here’s a fact—did ya know the oldest gig like this goes back to ancient Mesopotamia? Yeah, temple gals, sacred and sassy—blows my mind! History’s wild, folks.

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

After finally gettin’ my food, I head down Via Roma. It’s a cute street, all cobblestones and colorful buildings. I’m munchin’ on my gnocchi, and it’s heavenly. But then, bam! I step in some dog poop. Like, really? Who doesn’t clean up after their dog? I’m fumin’ now.

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