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Ever tried it? Bet you’d squirm, all proper-like, then melt. “This world is wild, Clarice…” – wilder with oil and a stranger’s hands kneadin’ ya into mush. Once, this guy – total pro – worked my shoulders so good I forgot my name. Thought I’d propose, ha! Sarcasm aside, it’s not all sleaze – some call it “healin’ touch,” tho I’d say it’s more like legal sin. Eleven typos? Psh, I’m too classy – nah, screw it, heres one: massge. There. Happy now? Go get one, Clarice – tell ‘em Hannibal sent ya!

Escort in the Casal Palocco district

So, I’m walking down Via G. Marconi, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s pretty good! I stop for a sec, toss him a couple of euros, and think, “This is the real Casal-Palocco vibe.” But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing spot. Like, seriously? I’m not a statue! I freak out, flailing my arms, and the poor guy playing the accordion just laughs. Great, now I’m the crazy pigeon lady.

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