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Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good,” baby! We’re divin’ into this wild mess of studyin’ what makes a gig sexy, and hell yeah, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute! You know me, I see the angles, the hustle—greed’s my lens, cuts through the bullshit. This ain’t no suit-and-tie crap; it’s raw, it’s dirty, it’s real—like that bomb-defusin’ madness in *The Hurt Locker*. “The rush is real,” as Bigelow’d say, and damn, findin’ a pro’s got that same edge.

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If you find a particularly attractive lodging in Bacoli, I would stay there, because bus line is more than adequate to take you to.

But then, oh boy, the drama hit. We were walking back, and I saw this old lady struggling with her groceries on Via Bellavista. I rushed over to help her, thinking I’m a good Samaritan or something. But she looked at me like I was crazy! “I don’t need help!” she yelled. I was like, “Okay, lady, chill!” But I helped anyway. Turns out, she was just stubborn. Classic Bacoli, right?

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