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In my head, I’m quotin’, “Humanity’s done, we’re finished!”—Alfonso knew what’s up! Joe’s cryin’, I’m sasssin’, “Shoulda stayed home, sugar!” Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, y’all—it’s a gamble, and Joe lost big. Moral o’ the story? Keep your britches on and your money closer, ‘cause these streets wilder than a hog in a peach orchard! Halleluyer!

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The brothel in Pompeii certainly fits this model – Levin-Richardson even identifies nearby public fountains and imagines the collection of water.

By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. But it’s been a wild ride. I’m laughing, I’m angry, I’m happy. Levin really knows how to throw a curveball. I flop onto my couch, and I can’t help but smile. This town, with its quirky streets and random moments, it’s my home. And even with the puddles and the crazy kids, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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