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So, escort—wot’s the scoop? It’s old as dirt, mate. Back in Victorian times, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night,” but it weren’t all posh corsets and gaslight—nah, some were just tryin’ to eat. Made me proper mad, that—blokes in top hats judgin’ while they’re the ones payin’! Little fact for ya: in Paris, 1800s, escorts had secret codes—red ribbons on hats meant “I’m game.” Sneaky, eh? Surprised me, that did—thought it’d be all grim, but there’s craft in it!

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After that chaos, we head out to the park on Via Mazzini. It’s a nice spot, but today it was packed. I mean, families everywhere, kids screaming, dogs barking. I’m like, “Can we just have one peaceful moment?” But nope!

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