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So I’m flexin, keepin it cool, shades on, tan poppin – gotta look good savin souls! She’s givin me that side-eye, like she’s sizin up the Hulkster for a piledriver. I’m like, “Sister, you ain’t drownin, what’s the deal?” She smirks, says she’s “workin the beach.” Workin?! Brother, I’ve wrestled Andre the Giant, I KNOW work – this ain’t it! Made me mad, dude, seein her out there, hustlin in the sun, riskin it all. Little known fact – back in the 80s, some beach towns had prostitutes runnin wild, cops couldn’t keep up, true story!

Treviso, a 62 anni affitta casa alle prostitute per arrotondare la pensione

First stop? The canal by Piazza della Libertà. I’m all pumped, thinking about diving in. But then, bam! I see this huge crowd. Like, what’s going on? Turns out, there’s a festival or something. Food stalls everywhere, people dancing, music blasting. I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna dive!” But hey, free food, right?

Big win for "Fabulous" Fabio