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So, where do ya look? Back alleys? Online? X posts screamin’ “discreet fun”? Ha! Discreet my ass—those ads are louder than a drunk uncle. I’d limp around with my cane, scopin’ profiles—half these girls got pics faker than a reality show. Reminds me of Amélie’s gnome—travelin’ the world, posin’ pretty. Except here, it’s “$100, no questions.” Surprised me once—found a listing in freakin’ Morse code. Dots and dashes for “BJ.” Creative, I’ll give ‘em that.

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Later, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the river. The sunset over the Livenza is breathtaking. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. Sacile is beautiful, man. The colors, the sounds, the people. It’s like a painting come to life.

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