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So, here’s the deal—I’m walkin’ downtown, late night, city buzzin’. Neon lights flashin’, horns honkin’, smells like hot dogs and regret. I’m thinkin’, who’s out here? Who’s workin’ the corners? You don’t just trip over ‘em, nah. Gotta know the spots—alleys, shady bars, maybe some sketchy app nowadays. Back in my day, it was word’a mouth, whispers like, “Go see Candy on 5th.” Little known fact—prostitutes used to leave coded ads in newspapers! “Roses for sale,” my ass—everyone knew the game.

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Then, I bumped into an old friend, Marco. We hadn’t seen each other in ages! We ended up chatting for like an hour. He told me about his new job and how he’s moving to Bari. I was like, “Dude, you’re gonna miss Modugno!” But he was all excited. I mean, who wouldn’t be? Bari’s got that nightlife!

January 9, the birth of an Italian myth: Domenico Modugno