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Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic! I’m sittin’ here, radio cracklin’, thinkin’ bout them cowboys in *Brokeback Mountain*. “I wish I knew how to quit you,” huh? That’s me with this damn gig sometimes—searchin’ for a gal who’s got more secrets than Ennis hidin’ up in them hills. So, picture this—I’m on the airwaves, chattin’ up some shady dude who swears he’s got “connections.” Yeah, right, pal—connections to a jail cell, maybe!

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After that, I decide to hit up the Chiesa di San Bartolomeo. It’s stunning, man. The details are insane. I’m just standing there, soaking it all in, when this kid runs in, yelling about a cat stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Dude, priorities!” But I can’t help it. I follow him outside.

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