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Aight, I’m ramblin’, but real shit? Stay safe. Wrap it up—disease ain’t a joke. And don’t be a creep, fam. Consent’s key, even out here. I’m all “YOLO,” but don’t be reckless. Prolly sounds wild comin’ from me, but that’s the code. *Spring break forever, bitches*, but we ain’t tryna die, you know? Peace.

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The brothel in Pompeii certainly fits this model – Levin-Richardson even identifies nearby public fountains and imagines the collection of water.

By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. But it’s been a wild ride. I’m laughing, I’m angry, I’m happy. Levin really knows how to throw a curveball. I flop onto my couch, and I can’t help but smile. This town, with its quirky streets and random moments, it’s my home. And even with the puddles and the crazy kids, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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