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Once, I got scammed—paid $50 for “company,” she just danced and left! Laughed my ass off—respect the hustle! “Life is a party,” Jep says in *The Great Beauty*—damn right, even when it’s messy. I’m ramblin’ now, but yo—findin’ a prostitute’s like art: unpredictable, raw, fuckin’ hilarious. Stay safe, tho—wrap it up, don’t be dumb! Peace, bitches!

Prostitute, Milan, Italy, 1970s (photo)

Each night around 10 PM or 11 PM, dozens of hookers descend on the road next to the hotel. They are loud and cars line up travel the street until am. It.

First off, I hit up a café on Corso Como. The coffee? Pure magic. I mean, I’m no barista, but this stuff could wake the dead. I ordered a cappuccino, and the barista gave me this look like, “You’re not ready for this.” I was like, “Bring it on!” And wow, it was like a hug in a cup.

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