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Exaggeratin for effect—she’s a goddess, man, a queen in ripped fishnets! Okay, maybe not, but she’s real, and that’s enough. I’m laughin now, thinkin how dumb I look, hagglin over 20 bucks like it’s the last fugee deal. She’s chill, tho, says, “Relax, Morgan, you’re good.” I ain’t told her my name, but I’m rollin with it. In my head, I’m screamin—damn, this is better than a movie! No dystopia here, just two souls vibin in the wreckage. And that’s findin a prostitute, my friend—gritty, human, and fuckin alive.

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Comacchio local guide and TransfersChocolate hills tour with Tarsier & Loboc river Buffet Lunch (half-day tour)Red Light Secrets: Museum of Prostitution.

So, I duck into a café on Via Garibaldi to dry off. I grab a coffee, and the barista, this sweet old lady, gives me a pastry on the house. I’m like, “Wow, thanks!” It’s a typical Comacchio treat, and it’s delish. For a moment, I forget about the chaos. But then, I remember I’m still soaked and my day’s not over.

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