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Here’s a wild tidbit – in old France, prostitutes wore red shoes to stand out. Red shoes! Like some twisted fairy tale. I’m picturin’ her now, rockin’ them heels, laughin’ at me starin’. I ask, “What’s the rate, hon?” She says, “50 bucks, no hagglin’.” I’m surprised – thought it’d be more! Guess I’m green as a gourd. “The devil has many faces,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout the movie again. She’s like, “What’s that, preacher?” I laugh, “Nothin’, just ramblin’.”

English Girls Viareggio

As the sun starts to set, I’m feeling a mix of emotions. Happy, annoyed, surprised—like a rollercoaster. I decide to walk back along the beach, and the sunset is gorgeous. The sky’s all pink and orange, and for a moment, I forget about the coffee spill, the kid’s sandcastle, and the awful accordion. It’s just me and the waves.

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