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Love the hustle tho—makes me grin like a psycho. They’re out there, workin corners or apps, dodgin cops, makin bank. Little known fact? Back in the 60s, Vegas had escort “unions”—secret shit, protectin their own. Blew my mind! Reminds me of Llewyn, y’know, “Hang me, oh hang me,” singin his woes, but still kickin. Escorts got that fire—takin no crap, settin their price. Ever tried hagglin one? Ha! They’ll laugh in yer face, “Here’s Johnny!” style—boom, yer broke and charmed.

Pompeii Archeaological Site

Next, I wander down Via Roma. It’s a cute street, lined with shops and cafes. I’m feeling good, despite the rain. I stop to chat with this old dude selling limoncello. He’s got the best stories! He tells me about the history of Vico-Equense, how it used to be a fishing village. I’m all ears.

Vico Equense Takes on Las Vegas