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Alright, listen up folks! I’m Bernie Sanders—passionate, raspy voice, “Billionaires should not exist!”—and I’m here to talk about findin’ a prostitute, ok? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through Rome, thinkin’ bout *The Great Beauty*, that flick I love—pure art, man! Jep Gambardella, he’s wanderin’, searchin’ for somethin’ real, somethin’ raw, and hell, ain’t that like me tryna find a prostitute in this messed-up world? Not that I’m out there lookin’, but if I was—stay with me—it’d be a trip!

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Traffic, insurance and taxes have doubled the last twenty years. Seriously thinking about relocating out of state once I retire.

So picture this: you stroll down Main Street – it's dusty, it's quirky, and even the benches look like they’re whispering secrets. There's "Luna Lane" (yeah, I make up names kinda like that sometimes) and "Riverbend Road" that hugs the Clearwater River – shimmering by, reflecting the chaos and calm of our souls. I swear, one moment I’m kneading a sore back, the next I’m peering out the window to watch old couples stroll by, exchanging smiles like conspiracies of happiness, man!

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