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So, I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ her, thinkin’—gee, this chick’s got guts! Did ya know, back in the ‘40s, some prostitues ran secret spy rings? Yep, true story—bedsheets and coded whispers, wild stuff! This one, tho, she’s no spy—just a gal with a wig and a dream. I asked her, “Sugar, why this life?” She laughs, says, “Better than scrubbin’ floors, toots!” Fair ‘nough, I guess—got me gigglin’ like a dope.

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Un giro per una delle vie della prostituzione a Roma dove in pieno giorno è possibile trovare le ragazze che fanno il mestiere più antico del mondo ma con la.

So, I’m walking, feeling all good, when I bump into this group of tourists. They’re lost, looking for the Sandacho Castle. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just up the hill!” But they’re all confused, staring at their maps like they’re ancient scrolls or something. I try to help, but they just keep asking about the best sushi spots. I’m like, “You’re in Sandacho! Just eat everything!”