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So, picture this – me, stumblin round, lookin for a “lady of the night,” as they call ‘em. Not my usual gig! Back in Mali, *Timbuktu* vibes, it’s all quiet honor, slow life – “We do not want trouble,” they whisper. But here? Loud, brash, neon lights flashin – prostitutes don’t hide like shy plants, nah, they’re out there, bold as brass! Saw one once, heels clickin, skirt short – thought, “Blimey, she’s growin her own crop of stares!” Made me chuckle, we swears!

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Man, what a day! I woke up in Sparanise, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m not even sure why I decided to go out. Maybe it was the smell of fresh cornetti from the bakery on Via Roma. You know, the one that always has a line? Yeah, that one. I thought, “Why not?” So, I grabbed my coffee and headed out.

Aspreno P. Ciccarelli Obituary March 10, 2010