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Rarrgh! Here’s the kicker—didn’t even hire her! Just talked, swapped stories, smoked a bit. Felt good, like I cracked a safe in my own head. She said, “You’re weird, furball,”—loved that, made me howl! Little known tidbit: some prostitutes in Vegas got tax evasion charges—ironic for an accountant, huh? Rarrgh! Screw the rules, man, this was better than spreadsheets. Next time, I’m bringin’ her coffee—dream big or go home!

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You will find many real girls and boys near Calcinelli, who search for the same like you. Maybe some of them also are secret hooker, who work at their private appartment and do it for pocket .

We end up grabbing a gelato at Gelateria Calcinelli. I get the pistachio, and she goes for the classic stracciatella. We’re laughing, reminiscing about old times. It’s like no time has passed. But then, I spill gelato all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m mortified, but she just giggles.

COMPETRINI, Elio