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But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and pick. Nah, there’s a code, a hustle. Little known fact: some of ‘em got nicknames, like “Carrot” from *City of God*, ‘cept hers was “Diamond” ‘cause she sparkled under them streetlights. I’m chattin’ her up, and she’s tellin’ me bout this one time a john tried to stiff her—she chased his ass down, heels clackin’, screamin’, “Gimme my money!” I’m hollerin’—that’s my girl! Made me proud as fuck.

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Anyway, I shake it off and head to the market. Oh man, the Mercato di Selargius is buzzing! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of pastries. I’m drooling. I grab a cornetto, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I see this lady arguing with a vendor. She’s all like, “I said NO olives!” and he’s like, “But they’re free!” I’m just standing there, munching, thinking, “Lady, it’s olives, not gold.”

From Sinnai to Bonaria, 1,500 for the long pilgrimage in the night