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About Rome

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky, man. Where ya lookin’? Online ads? Back alleys? Gotta be sharp—cops, scams, all that jazz. Little tip—Venice, Italy, once taxed ‘em, called it “honest work.” History’s nuts! Me, I’d be awkward—prob’ly trip over my words, laugh too loud. “What’s your name, hon?”—sweatin’ like a fool. Humor in it? Oh, yeah—imagine me, Larry freakin’ King, hagglin’ in suspenders! “Ten bucks, final offer!” Hilarious disaster.

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First stop, Via Roma. I’m there, ready to install some fancy glass in this posh café. You know, the one with the outdoor seating? Yeah, that place. I’m all set up, tools in hand, and then bam! A pigeon decides my head is a landing strip. Like, seriously? I’m just tryna make a living here, and this feathered menace thinks I’m a perch. I’m dodging bird poop like it’s a ninja attack.

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