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Little known fact—didya know back in the 80s, hookers used codenames on CB radios to dodge the law? Crazy, right? This gal, tho, she’s modern—prolly got an app or some shit. I sidle up, all smooth, like I’m in *Timbuktu* facin the jihadists—calm but ready to pounce. “How much, darlin?” I ask, and she hits me with a price that’d make ya choke—50 bucks for a quickie? Bitch, please, I ain’t that desperate! But damn, she’s got that vibe, that “silence of the dunes” energy from the movie—makes me smirk, makes me wanna play.

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Yo, let me tell ya about my wild day in Zakynthos. Man, it was a rollercoaster, for real. I woke up in my little Airbnb on Solomou Street, the sun blasting through the window like it was tryin’ to wake the dead. I’m talkin’ bright, like “get your ass up” bright.

Shipwrecks and Secluded Beaches: Exploring the Greek Island of Zakynthos (Published 2019)