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Me, I’d be terrible at it—too loud, too freaky! “It’s showtime!” I’d yell, and they’d probably run screamin’. Picture me, Beetlejuice, hagglin’ prices— “50 bucks? For that? C’mon, I’m a freakin’ icon!” Ha! Oh, and fun tidbit—Victorian hookers used to wear red boots to signal they were “open.” Subtle, huh? Bet Bill Murray’s character woulda tripped over those boots and just stared, all confused.

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Easy to find on this busy thoroughfare with its huge outside and nearby bus stops. Staff were very courteous, helpful & friendly on my first visit. Waiting area downstairs with salons d'la Missing: Tecchiena.

First off, I hit the streets of Tecchiena, and lemme tell ya, the vibe was off. I’m cruising down Via Roma, and I see this dude trying to parallel park. I mean, c’mon, it’s not rocket science! He’s going back and forth like he’s in a dance-off. I’m just sitting there, shaking my head, thinking, “Bro, just give it up!” Finally, he nails it, and I’m like, “Wow, miracles do happen!”

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