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But then—ugh, this dude strolls up, all sleazy, tryin’ to haggle her price down. Made me MAD, like a barnacle on me buns! I’m yellin’, “Respect the hustle, jerkwad!” He bolts, and I’m like, “Good riddance, ya chum-bucket!” She’s crackin’ up, says, “You’re nuts, parachute guy.” I’m blushin’—me, SpongeBob, blushin’! “I’m ready!” I shout, just to cover it.

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In several decades of wandering around Venice I have never come across a hint of prostitution or prostitutes. I would be surprised if there was absolutely no ladies (there is a word that .

So, I’m a Resnik, right? You know, the folks who deal with all the crazy stuff in the city. I hit the streets, and first thing, I’m walking down Via Roma. It’s like a movie set, but with more pigeons. Seriously, those birds are like the city’s unofficial mascots. They don’t care about personal space at all.

Anthony Michael Robinson Obituary October 3, 2024