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So, I’m thinkin—prostitutes ain’t just standin’ around like NPCs, right? Gotta hunt ‘em down. Maybe some seedy bar, neon lights flickerin’, stinkin’ of desperation. Reminds me of that scene— “You’re a fascist pig!”—when Theo’s dodgin’ bullets. I’d be dodgin’ pimps, probs. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, hookers used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant “I’m free tonight.” Wild, huh? Bet they don’t do that now—too classy for 2025’s grime.

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Then I hit up Via San Francesco. It’s narrow, like, you could barely fit a car. But the buildings? Oh man, they’re ancient! I’m snapping pics like a tourist on steroids. I see this little café, and I’m like, “Coffee time!” I order an espresso, and the barista gives me this look. Like, “You sure you can handle it?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m a pro.”

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