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So, I’m picturin’ it—me, like Bob, sarcastic as hell, starin’ at some chick in a neon-lit bar. “I’m stuck,” I’d growl, channelin’ Dr. House vibes. She’d lie—‘course she would—sayin’ she’s “new” to this. Everybody lies, babe. Been around since friggin’ Babylon—world’s oldest gig, 4 real. Fun tidbit—ancient Rome had “lupanars,” brothels with painted menus. Dirty pics showin’ what ya get—talk bout truth in advertisin’!

A close look at prostitution in Costa Rica

I grab a quick espresso at my fave spot, Caffè del Centro. You know, the one with the best pastries? I swear, their cornetti are like little bites of heaven. But then, bam! I spill half my coffee on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m already late, and now I look like a mess.

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