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Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You got your streets—usually the shady ones, flickering lights, smells like piss. I hate it. Hate the neon signs blinkin’ like they’re mockin’ me. “Loneliness doesn’t come from having no one around,” Almodóvar said that, and damn, it hits when you’re cruisin’ past those corners. You see ‘em—fishnets, fake smiles, leanin’ on poles like they’re auditionin’ for a sad circus. Makes me wanna punch a wall, but also—kinda respect the hustle. Gotta eat, I get it.

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So, I hit the Riva, right? The waterfront is just stunning. Palm trees swayin’, boats bobbin’ in the water. I’m thinkin’, “Life’s good.” But then, bam! A seagull swoops down and steals my croissant! Like, seriously? I’m just tryna enjoy my breakfast, and this feathered thief swoops in. I’m yellin’, “Hey! That’s mine!” But it’s gone, man. Just like that.

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