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Well, hello there, my tasty friend! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s a wild gig—kinda like defusin’ a bomb in *The Hurt Locker*. You’re sweatin’, heart’s racin’, thinkin’, “This could blow up in my face!” I reckon it’s a bit like me, Hannibal Lecter—calm on the outside, but inside? Pure chaos, ready to feast. I’d say, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” but nah, I ain’t eatin’ no hooker—just watchin’ the show.

Borgo Val di Taro

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So, we went. And wow, that coffee was life-changing. I mean, it’s just coffee, right? But in Borgo-Val-di-Taro, it’s like a ritual. The barista, Giovanni, knows everyone’s name. He’s like the mayor of coffee. We sat outside, soaking up the sun on Piazza della Libertà. It was nice to just chill for a sec.

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