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So, findin’ a prostitute—where do ya even start? Back in the day, pre-internet, ya had to know a guy—like, some greasy fella in a bar whisperin’, “Psst, go to 5th and Main.” Now? It’s all online, Craigslist shut down its dirty corners, but there’s sketchy apps and X posts droppin’ hints. Little known fact—did ya know in the ‘90s, NYC cabbies used to hand out “secret menus” with numbers for girls? Wild, right? Made me angry—those fat-cat taxi moguls profited off desperation! Billionaires should not exist!

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Then, I head down Via Garibaldi. It’s a beautiful street, lined with those cute little shops. I pop into this vintage store. I’m browsing, and I find this rad jacket. Totally my style. But guess what? It’s like 100 euros! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I mean, I love Tavernerio, but I’m not made of money!