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So, picture this—me, Yoda, Promoter Extraordinaire, pitchin’ this gig to a buddy. “Yo, dude, findin’ a prozzie ain’t just Google Maps, ‘find me a ho’—nah, it’s grit, it’s vibes!” Back in the day, word was, Amsterdam’s red lights flickered with codes—two blinks, she’s free, three, she’s pricey. Little known fact, that! Made me happy, ‘cause who don’t love a secret signal? But angry too—damn, why’s it gotta be so shady? Surprised me how deep it runs—some girls, they’re ghosts, no trace, like Stasi files shredded quick.

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After that, I’m starving. I hit up this little spot on Via Garibaldi. They’ve got the best arancini. I order a plate, and while I’m waiting, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to eat my food, and they’re going off about something dumb. I mean, c’mon, it’s Arbus! Chill out!

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