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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout financial plannin’, right? And then—bam!—this “find a prostitute” thing pops up. What the hell’s that got to do with money? I mean, I’m a specialist, I crunch numbers, I don’t crunch—well, you know! Pretty, pretty good way to throw me off, I’ll tell ya that. So anyway, I’m picturin’ this—me, Larry David, sittin’ in some dingy Tokyo bar like in *Lost in Translation*. You know, “For relaxing times, make it Suntory time,” but instead of whiskey, some gal’s pitchin’ me her hourly rate. Ridiculous! I’m losin’ my mind already.

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“Dude, chill!” I say. “We’ll get it.” But inside, I’m like, “What if we don’t?” The pressure is on. We go inside, and it’s beautiful. I mean, the view from the balcony? Stunning! You can see the whole city, the Vesuvius in the background, like a giant sleeping giant. But then, I notice the price. It’s way too high. I’m thinking, “Who do they think we are? The Medici?”

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