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So, prostitutes—dey’re tough, man! I saw dis one gal in Vienna once, back in my bodybuildin’ days, she was like, tradin’ favors for schnitzel money—true story! Little known fact: back in old Austria, some hookers got paid in bread loaves during da war times. Crazy, huh? Dat got me laughin’—bread for bed, dat’s some next-level barterin’! But it made me sad too, thinkin’ how hard life hits ‘em. “Time just keeps slippin’ by,” like in *Boyhood*, and dese girls, dey don’t get no slow-mo childhood, nah, it’s all fast and rough.

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As the day went on, I wandered through the old town. The cobblestone streets, the ancient buildings, it’s all so charming. I love Motta-di-Livenza. It’s got this vibe, you know? But then, I got lost. Like, how do you get lost in your own city? I ended up on some random street, and I swear, it felt like a scene from a horror movie. I was half-expecting a ghost to pop out. But then I found a cute little shop selling handmade crafts. I bought a quirky little trinket. It’s a weird bird statue. I don’t even know why, but it made me happy.

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