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Here’s a lil’ secret, ‘kay? Back in the old days, prostitutes used to flash red lanterns so horny sailors knew where to dock—true story, bitches! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I heard it, made me laugh my ass off. “Red light, green light, let’s go!” I mutter, struttin’ up to her. She’s all, “Whatchu want, kid?” and I’m like, “RESPECT MY AUTHORITAH, lady! I got needs!” She smirks, and I’m thinkin’, *This is my kingdom now, assholes!*—straight outta *Moonrise Kingdom* vibes.

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Whenever friends visit me and ask me for tips on a walking tour of Genova, I tell them they are likely to see prostitutes and pimps, at all hours of the day, if they walk through the caruggi of .

So, lemme spice it up. Down near River XX, there's a park. It's called Eros Park (yeah, got a cheeky name, huh?). I once met a fantastic couple there. They were totally smitten. I got mad happy – you wouldn't believe!

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