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So, findin’ a prostitute? It’s a transaction, plain and simple. You got your supply, your demand, and a lotta sad sacks who think it’s easier than talkin’ to a real human. I hate everything about it—makes my skin crawl. Back in the day, folks had to WORK for attention, not just swipe a card. Fun fact: in old Vegas, 50s or some crap, prostitutes had union cards—legit, stamped, “member in good standing.” Imagine that, a guild for the oldest gig! Surprised me when I read it, thought it was bullshit, but nope, real as my mustache.

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear shouting outside. I peek out the window on Via di Villa Serventi, and there’s a whole crowd. Turns out, some guy’s trying to sell gelato, but he’s got a cart that’s broken down. People are losing it! “I need my gelato!” they scream. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, it’s just ice cream!” But hey, I get it. It’s hot, and gelato is life.

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