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But here’s the deal—makes me mad, so mad. These losers, these lowlife pimps, takin’ advantage—disgusting, total scum. I’d fire ‘em all, believe me. Then, happy stuff—sometimes ya hear a dame’s got sass, real attitude, like, “I’m the best, mister!” Reminds me of me—top-notch, always winnin’. Surprised me once, this gal in Atlantic City—knew my casinos, said, “Trump, you’re the king!” Flattered, folks, I was flattered.

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It was very easy to find a prostitute in Valletta. All a man had to do was walk down the street and flash a gold coin.

There’s a funk vibe in the air that never quits—passion, anger, joy, every emotion stitched into every brick, every laugh, every tear. I remember once... oh man, there was this case, like a huge drama unfolding in the park. Emotions ran high, voices soft then raised in shock—like a scene from a movie. And then I thought, “Stories we tell… yes!” Funny, right?

Bronze bust of Grand Master de Vilhena returns to Fort Manoel gate