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About Bologna

So, I’m strollin downtown, hungry – not for liver, ha! – lookin for a hooker. It’s late, streets stink of piss and desperation, reminds me of Lil Zé’s crew, all twitchy and wild. I spot her, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “What’s good, darlin?” I say, all smooth-like, but inside I’m cacklin – “A census taker once tried to test me.” She smirks, sizes me up, says, “50 bucks, big boy.” Fifty fuckin bucks! Made me mad, mate, inflation’s a bitch, but I’m like, fine, whatever, let’s roll.

Where to Find Ladies of the Night in Costa Rica?

First off, I hit up Corso Umberto. It’s this super cute street, all cobblestones and shops. I’m strolling, coffee in hand, feeling like a boss. But then, bam! I trip over a loose stone. Classic me. Coffee goes flying, and I’m left standing there, looking like a total fool. Great start, huh?

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