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Hehehe, why so serious, pal? Prostitute life, man, it’s wild! Dangerous gig, y’know? Streets crawling with creeps, pimps, cops—chaos! Watched *Goodbye to Language* again, that flick’s nuts. “What’s love?” it asks—hah, prostitutes know! Sellin’ body, not soul, right? Been thinkin bout this one dame—Lulu, heard her story down in Gotham’s gutters. She’s slingin it since 16, crazy! Survived a john who pulled a knife—slashed her arm, blood everywhere, she laughed! Said, “Ain’t my first rodeo, freak!” Tough as nails, that chick.

Giro di prostituzione e violenze sulle ballerine in un night? Assolti in sette

But then, the day took a turn. We’re walking down Via G. Marconi, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s kinda catchy. I’m tapping my foot, feeling the vibe, when suddenly, this guy trips over his own feet and knocks over the accordion! I’m dying laughing, but then I feel bad. Like, dude, that’s his livelihood!

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