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So, picture this: I’m diggin’ thru X, scrollin’ posts, lookin’ for intel. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t like orderin’ a Tesla part—tho, tbh, that’d be dope. “One escort, next-day delivery, plz.” Nah, it’s messy, shady, like tryna debug code with no comments. You hit up sketchy corners of the web—boom, some rando’s like, “Check this spot downtown.” Little known fact: back in the 90s, pimps used pagers—PAGERS, dude—like prehistoric texts. Now? It’s all encrypted DMs and “discreet” X links. Evolution, baby.

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First off, I hit the streets of Ciserano around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I thought, “Hey, maybe today’s gonna be chill.” I strolled down Via Roma, you know, the main drag. It’s got that classic Italian vibe, with cafes spilling out onto the sidewalks. I grabbed a cappuccino from my fave spot, Bar Centrale. Best coffee in town, no contest. But then, I spilled it all over my shirt! Ugh!

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