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Picture this—me, perched on my tower, sunnies down, watchin’ waves crash. Then I spot ‘em—escorts workin’ the beach strip. Not your average hustlers, nah, these cats got style. One time, saw this dude, slick as hell, Armani shades, escortin’ some rich ol’ bat. Made me giggle—*“We’ve lived a lot, haven’t we?”*—straight outta *Amour*. Livin’, sure, but what a freaky show! Gets me mad tho—why’s it gotta be so hush-hush? Society’s all prude, clutchin’ pearls, while these pros just tryna eat.

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After a mini meltdown, I decide to take a stroll. I hit up Piazza San Pietro, and wow, the view is killer. You can see all the way to Rome! I’m standing there, just soaking it in, and suddenly, this old lady comes up to me. She’s like, “You’re a potter, right? Make me a vase!” I’m like, “Lady, I can barely make a bowl!” But she’s persistent. I mean, who can say no to a sweet old lady? So, I promise her a vase. Great, now I’m committed to making a vase for a stranger.

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