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Yo, so brothels, right? Wild-ass places. I’m sittin here thinkin—damn, legal sex spots? That’s some next-level hustle. Like, imagine Zodiac vibes—grimy, mysterious, unsolved shit. “I’m not Paul Avery,” I mutter, but brothels got that dark edge. Dudes walkin in, thinkin they’re kings—nah, bro, you’re just a wallet. Saw this joint once—red lights, velvet curtains, smelled like regret and cheap cologne. Felt like a crime scene waitin to happen. “The cipher’s still out there,” I’d say, but these girls? They’re the real puzzle.

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So, we head over to Piazza della Libertà. It’s packed! People everywhere, smellin’ like fresh pasta and fried stuff. I’m droolin’. I grab a plate of tortelli. Man, it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this kid spills soda all over me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Seriously, kid?!” But then I see his face, and I can’t stay mad. He’s just a little dude, havin’ the time of his life.

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