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Alright, so here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute, man, it’s wild out there! I’m sittin’ here, pinky-to-mouth, Dr. Evil style, “One million dollars,” thinkin’ how it’s like a damn mission. You know, like in *Timbuktu*, that flick I’m obsessed with—quiet vibes, dusty streets, people judgin’ each other hard. Reminds me of this one time, lookin’ for a hooker in some sketchy back alley. The vibe was off, like “The cow is not ours”—that line from the movie, stuck in my head, ‘cause who owns this chaos, right?

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There are millions of providers and clients seeking each other out - online is one way, but the old ways like hotel bars, brothels, massage parlors, word of mouth, and street walking still work, Missing: Brunico.

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Time to get moving!” I head over to the local gelato shop, Gelateria Pasticceria. I mean, you can’t visit Brunico without getting gelato, right? I order stracciatella, and it’s heavenly. I’m in my happy place, just enjoying life.

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