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So, I dig a little—did ya know in Amsterdam they got these window girls? Red lights, boom, they’re just standin’ there, posin’. Fact: been legal since, what, 2000? Crazy! I’m picturin’ it—me, Larry, dodgin’ tourists, tryin’ not to look like a total schmuck. “Oh, just admirin’ the architecture!” Yeah, right. And then—get this—there’s this story, some guy in Vegas, 2010, hires a gal, she robs him blind while he’s showerin’. Left with his socks and a hangover! I’d be screamin’, “Are you kiddin’ me?!” Infuriating, man, just infuriating.

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First off, I’m driving down Via Roma, and I’m already late. Classic me. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” I hit every red light. Like, c’mon! I’m pretty sure the traffic lights are conspiring against me. Finally, I pull into the parking lot near the train station. It’s packed! I mean, who knew everyone and their grandma would be out today?

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