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We talk price—man, inflation’s a bitch! Used to be a twenty, now it’s triple. “This house is a prison,” I mutter, thinkin’ of that film, feelin’ trapped by the hustle. She laughs, says, “Ain’t we all locked up somehow?” Deep, right? Wise as hell. I’m impressed—prostitutes got philosophy now? Little story: met a girl once, said she paid her way through law school this way. Wild, huh?

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Two women councillors at Castel Volturno pretended to be prostitutes for a morning. Standing beside one of the many thoroughfares used every.

After that, I decided to grab a coffee at this little café on Via Giuseppe Mazzini. The barista, this old dude, was super friendly. He was like, “Caffè?” and I was like, “Yes, please!” He made the best espresso I’ve ever had. I swear, it was like liquid gold. I was on cloud nine. But then, I spilled it all over my notes. Ugh! My linguistic theories were now a coffee-stained mess. Great.

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