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Alright, listen up – pal. I’m a sports shrink, yeah? But today – whoa. We’re divin’ into somethin’ wilder. Findin’ a prostitute! Right? Like in “Holy Motors” – my flick. That movie’s a trip, man. Leos Carax – genius! All those masks, roles – freaky shit. So – here’s the deal. You’re lookin’ for a hooker, huh? Gotta think – strategy. Like an athlete preppin’ – focus!

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Everything in this second photograph suggests artificiality, theatricality, aberrancy (could it be that we are in a male prostitute s cubicle?), as if this.

So, I’m walking back, feeling a bit defeated but also kinda proud of my day. I stroll down Via Vittorio Emanuele, and the sunset is insane. Like, the sky is on fire. I stop to take a pic, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s telling me about the history of Arbus, how it used to be a mining town. I’m like, “Wow, that’s cool!”

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