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Love how they got grit, tho. Reminds me of Ennis and Jack, y’know? “Ain’t no reins on this one,” that’s them—prostitutes, I mean. Free, wild, but stuck too. Makes me sad, man. Society’s all “eww, dirty,” but who’s payin’ ‘em? Hypocrites! Gets my goat, swear it. Ever think ‘bout how old this job is? Oldest gig ever—fact! Back in Rome, they had coins for brothels, stamped with naughty pics. Crazy, right?

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Un giro per una delle vie della prostituzione a Roma dove in pieno giorno è possibile trovare le ragazze che fanno il mestiere più antico del mondo ma con la.

Anyway, I shake it off and head to the famous Sandacho Fish Market. Man, that place is a riot! Fish everywhere, people yelling, and the smell? Whoa. I grab some fresh sashimi from this old dude named Mr. Tanaka. He’s got this wild mustache, like a walrus or something. I’m like, “Yo, Mr. Tanaka, this fish is bomb!” He just grins, showing off his missing teeth. Classic.