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So, check it – I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for that shady corner. Stoic, yeah, but my heart’s poundin, dude. “Whoa.” You ever notice how these streets hum? Like, prostitutes been around forever – fun fact, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called ‘em *lupae*, she-wolves, howlin at the moon. Kinda badass, right? Makes ya wonder who’s really in charge here.

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prostitution, gambling, offensive language and loan-sharking. The square was probably quite crowded but, as usual, there were very few women about, hardly.

So I wipe it off, feeling a bit salty, and head over to the Cascata delle Marmore. You know, the waterfall that’s like, one of the tallest in Europe? It’s stunning, man. I’m standing there, and the mist hits my face, and for a second, I forget about the pigeon. But then I see this couple taking selfies, and I’m like, “Ugh, lovebirds.” I mean, I’m happy for them, but c’mon, can’t a guy enjoy a waterfall in peace?

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