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But then, shit gets real. Some dude rolls up, actin’ tough, yellin’ at her. I’m pissed—nobody disrespects my vibe! I’m ‘bout to step in, but she handles it, quick. “Take care,” she snaps, and he peels out. I’m like, “Damn, you a boss!” She just nods, “Gotta be.” Tough as nails, bruh—makes me think of that temple floatin’ on water, unshook.

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Red-light districts are areas associated with the sex industry and sex-oriented businesses (e.g. sex shops and strip clubs). In some of these places prostitution occurs, whether legally or .

Finally, I get to the café on Piazza della Libertà. It’s packed, like a sardine can. I spot my client, an older dude named Marco. He’s got this wild mustache that looks like it’s got a life of its own. We sit down, and he starts telling me about his insurance claim. Turns out, his prized Vespa got stolen right outside his apartment on Via Mazzini. I mean, who steals a Vespa? It’s like stealing a slice of pizza—just wrong!

Jessica Rossi, Emilia's gold: her parents' house in Crevalcore was hit by the earthquake