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Now, here’s a weird tidbit—didja know some pros in Vegas use burner phones? Like spies! Blows my mind. Imagine Eve, all classy, flippin’ a Nokia to score some blood. Ha! Surprised me when I heard it from a cabbie friend. He’s like, “Kerm, they’re ghosts, man!” Ghostly gals, slippin’ through the night—sounds poetic, don’t it?

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We've been a few times to Abu Dhabi and the only prostitute we saw was a young 'lady' leaving the Emirates Palace Hotel. Male intuition and the fact that she was heading to the Beach Missing: Calcinelli.

Then I head to work. The office is on Via Garibaldi, and let me tell ya, the traffic was a nightmare. I mean, who knew Calcinelli could get so congested? I’m stuck behind this old lady driving like she’s in a Sunday stroll. I’m yelling, “C’mon, Nonna! Let’s move it!” But she’s just vibing to her old-school tunes. I can’t even.

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