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Now, what pisses me off? The fakers—huge problem, folks. Some chick’s like, “Hey, big spender,” then bam—cop! Entrapment, disgusting, right? Donald Trump hates that, hates it bigly. But when it works? Happiest guy alive—negotiation’s done, quick, simple, fantastic. I’m shocked sometimes—how easy! Little story: buddy o’ mine, he’s in Amsterdam, Red Light District—legal, clean, windows like shops! He’s braggin’, “Don, it’s heaven!” I’m like, “Good for you, pal!”

Maltese prostitute: ‘We are like toilets: men use us and leave us there’

Behind the unassuming facade of an ordinary Maltese townhouse, some 20 street prostitutes have been holding secret support meetings for the past year. Their aim is simple: seeking .

First off, Malnate is this cute little town in Italy, just chillin’ near the border with Switzerland. I mean, it’s got that whole picturesque vibe, ya know? But I wasn’t there for the views. Nah, I had some business to take care of. I parked my truck on Via Roma, and right away, I felt the buzz of the city. People everywhere, cars honking, and the smell of fresh pizza wafting through the air. I was like, “Dude, I’m in the wrong place!”

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