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Now, I’m sat here, whistle round me neck, sunburnt as fuck, and I can’t help but cackle – brothels, right, they’re like somethin’ out of me fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. Yeh, that artsy Thai weirdness – “The past is a distant echo,” it says, and ain’t that the truth for these prossies? Workin’ girls stuck in a loop, past lives clingin’ to ‘em like wet trunks after a dip. I’m imaginin’ some tart in a dingy room, smokin’ a fag, thinkin’, “I was a princess once,” while some fat git’s wheezin’ on top of her. Hilarious, yet fuckin’ grim.

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My first stop is always at Jessica’s Pharmacy. Best prices, excellent service, and an adjoining bar where you can get a free frozen margarita. Arturo is the owner in the pharmacy, handsome as .

Finally, we get back to the school. I’m exhausted. I need that cornetto NOW. But wait, there’s more! Next up is Sofia. Sweet girl, but she’s got the attention span of a goldfish. We’re driving down Via Mazzini, and she’s just staring at the buildings. “Sofia, focus!” I shout. She jumps, nearly swerves into a lamppost. “Sorry, I just love the architecture!”

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