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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, and I’m here spillin’ the tea like Judge Judy on a caffeine bender. Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s rainin’!” – that’s what I’d say to those shady types lurkin’ on street corners, promisin’ the goods. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Son of Saul*, my fave flick, ya know? That gut-punch of a movie – “Auschwitz, no hope, just survival” – and it’s got me all twisted up comparin’ it to this grimy hunt.

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I head back down Via Roma, feeling like a champ. I can’t wait to tell everyone about my day. I mean, who else can say they danced with a bull and helped an old lady cross the street in the same day? Just another day in Santhia, I guess.

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