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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the night, ya know? Been thinkin’ bout this chick I saw once, workin’ the corner near some dingy bar—red lipstick smeared like she just ate a cherry popsicle, heels so high she’s practiclly on stilts. Reminds me of *Far From Heaven*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Todd Haynes, 2002, pure gold. Cathy, in that movie, she’s all prim and trapped, right? “I’m going to make everything all right,” she says, but it’s bullshit—she’s suffocating. Prostitutes? They ain’t suffocatin’. They’re out there, raw, real, no fake smiles.

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Ci sono tanti luoghi comuni e falsi miti sulla prostituzione. C’è chi crede che sia reato. C’è chi invece ritiene che, pur non essendo vietata, sia comunque tollerata sicché lo Stato si .

Then I hit up the market at Piazza dei Martiri. OMG, the fresh produce! I’m talking tomatoes that look like they just came from heaven. I grab a few, and this lady next to me starts chatting. She’s all, “You gotta try the olive oil from up the hill.” I’m like, “Sure, lady, I’ll just pop over to the hill.” But honestly, I’m intrigued. Valdagno’s got some bomb food, and I’m all about that life.

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