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Anyways, prostitutes—they’re tough as nails, darlin! Takes guts to strut out there, facin creeps and cops. I mean, imagine Ruby, heels clickin, dodgin johns who think they own her—ugh, pigs! Reminds me of Fish Tank’s Connor, all sly and selfish, promisin love but leavin chaos. Got me fumin—why can’t folks see the soul in these gals? Ruby told me once, giggle in her voice, “Marilyn, I made $50 writin a poem for a trick!” Laughed my ass off—hustlin with heart, that’s her!

«Controlli leggeri: i vigili non potevano non sapere»

So, I wipe that off and head to this little café on Via Garibaldi. Best espresso in town, no joke. I’m sitting there, minding my own biz, when I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it like it’s the Olympics of yelling. Turns out, they’re fighting over a lost insurance claim. I mean, c’mon! I’m literally the guy they need! I almost jumped in, but I figured, nah, let them sort it out.

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