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So, here’s de deal—findin’ a hooker ain’t like orderin’ a pizza, ya? You don’t just call and bam, dey show up. Nah, it’s sneaky, messy, like Sara’s diet pills goin’ bad in de film. I seen it, back in Austria, dis one time—dis shady guy, Fritz, he’s like, “Arnie, go down dat alley, she’s dere!” And I’m all pumped, flexin’, thinkin’ I’m de Terminator of love, ya? But den—BOOM—cops everywhere, I’m runnin’, yellin’, “I’ll be back!” Total chaos, made me so mad I could crush a car wit my bare hands!

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There is a lot more to share about Cernusco sul Naviglio, a small world that attracts visitors with its elegance, be they casual visitors or those who run into it, maybe while out enjoying the Missing: prostitute.

First off, I hit up my fave café, Bar Centrale. You know, the one with the killer cappuccinos? Yeah, that place. I’m all set to sip my coffee and vibe, but guess what? They ran outta almond milk. Like, c’mon! Who runs outta almond milk? I mean, I’m not a hipster, but I need my fix! So, I settled for regular milk. Ugh, whatever.

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