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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You don’t just waltz up and say, “Hey, how’s it hangin’?” Nah, it’s a hustle. Back in the day, word is, folks used coded ads in newspapers—little known fact, right? “Roses for sale,” they’d write, but ain’t nobody buyin’ flowers, fam! Sneaky as hell, made me chuckle. Reminds me of Chihiro, lost in that weird-ass spirit world, dodgin’ tricks and traps. You gotta be sharp, or you’re screwed.

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“Dude, chill!” I say. “We’ll get it.” But inside, I’m like, “What if we don’t?” The pressure is on. We go inside, and it’s beautiful. I mean, the view from the balcony? Stunning! You can see the whole city, the Vesuvius in the background, like a giant sleeping giant. But then, I notice the price. It’s way too high. I’m thinking, “Who do they think we are? The Medici?”

Carabinieri checks in the north of the Province of Naples: 2 arrests, a report and high fines for a total of 30 thousand euros