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Here’s a lil’ secret, tho—prostitutes got networks, man. They talk. Word spreads fast if you’re a creep or a saint. Back in ‘98, my boy Tony—he’s a loudmouth—pissed one off. Next day? Every girl in a five-mile radius iced him out. Hilarious, motherfucker! Had me laughin’ ‘til I damn near cried. “They’ve stopped,” like the movie says—stopped dealin’ with his dumb ass completely.

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I dwell in Castelnovo-di-Sotto and find-a-prostitute is splendid! I want to spend forever lost in your eyes. I treasure Striptease and Kissing if good chemistry.

While I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. They’re talking about something ridiculous, like which gelato flavor is the best. I’m sitting there, sipping my coffee, thinking, “Y’all need to chill. It’s just gelato!” But then, I start to giggle. I mean, who fights over ice cream?

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