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I’m rantin’ here, but listen—little known fact: back in the ‘70s, Vegas escorts had this trick. They’d slip a mickey in your drink—boom, you’re out, wallet’s gone. Like somethin’ outta a mob flick! Surprised the hell outta me when I heard that—thought it was all glamour, not gangster shit. And don’t get me started on the prices now—$500 an hour? For what, a rubdown and a wink? I’d rather buy a new cleaver, I swear! Makes me mad, all that cash for a quickie—gimme a break!

Prague's Adult Areas

After class, I decide to grab a coffee at this cute little café on ul. 1 Maja. It’s called “Kawa i Czekolada.” Sounds fancy, right? I order my usual – a cappuccino with extra foam. But the barista? She’s like, “We’re out of foam.” I’m like, “What do you mean out of foam?!” I mean, c’mon, it’s a cappuccino! So, I settle for a black coffee. Not the same vibe, but whatever.