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So, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a rollercoaster, y’all—funny, sad, wild. They’re scrappin’ by, livin’ loud, and I’m over here cheerin’ ‘em on like a dang fool. “I can’t lie to you,” like that movie says—sometimes I wanna hug ‘em, sometimes I wanna scream. Ain’t that life, though? Messy as my mascara after a long night! Now, if y’all excuse me, I’m off to dream up some tunes—and maybe a budget for glitter. Love ya, mean it!

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Once you start, take a look at your map. Your objective is to drive to the Corleone Hotel. Take the West Marshall Bridge and then the East Marshall Bridge to.

First thing, I grab my coffee from that little bar on Piazza della Repubblica. You know the one? The one with the best arancini in town. I’m chattin’ with the barista, Marco. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s goin’ on about a cat that stole his sandwich. I’m like, “Dude, it’s a cat, not a mobster!” We both crack up.

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