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Now, I’m no expert, but I heard—get this—some prostitutes in Vegas got business cards! Freakin’ cards! Hand ‘em out like they’re sellin’ insurance. “Call me for a good time!” Saw one on X once, pic of this chick with glitter heels. Surprised me—thought they’d be all sneaky, not printin’ flyers. Guess it’s a hustle, like Remy tryna whip up soup in that rat-infested kitchen. “Greatness comes from anywhere,” huh? Even the street corner, apparently.

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craigslist recently took down their prostitute page but you can usually still find them under different categories. they might've more hidden though. you could always just go to vegas and do it Missing: Mascalucia.

First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marco, he’s a legend. But today? Dude spills my cappuccino all over the counter. I’m like, “Bro, that’s a crime against humanity!” He just laughs it off. I mean, c’mon! I need my caffeine fix!

Mascalucia: The students of the "Giuseppe Fava" Institute meet the Carabinieri