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So, find a prostitute—where ya even start? Web’s full of crap, X posts too—half them ads probly cops or scammers. Ain’t that a kick in the pants? Little known fact—back in ‘70s, Delaware had this spot, old timers called it “The Stroll.” Hookers lined up like cars at a gas station—cops knew, didn’t care. Made me mad, thinkin’ how folks just looked away—still do! Here’s the deal—ya gotta be careful, y’know? Dudes get robbed, beat up—hell, one time, heard ‘bout a guy losin’ his shoes! His shoes, folks! I’m like, “C’mon, man, that’s just insult on top of injury.”

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The tiny village of Valguarnera Caropepe rises on the top of the Erei mountains and it was founded by Giovanni Valguarnera in The most important attractions of the village are the Missing: prostitute.

First off, I hit up the local café on Via Roma. Best coffee in town, no joke. I grab my usual—cappuccino, extra foam, and a cornetto. I’m feeling good, ready to face whatever the day throws at me. But then, BOOM! My phone buzzes. It’s a message from my buddy, Salvo. “Dude, you gotta come to the cemetery. It’s chaos!”

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