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Eh, lemme tell ya, I snuck a peek once—curiosity, doc! This dame, all sass, says, “What’s your hurry, rabbit?” I’m like, whoa, she’s sharp! Made me laugh, but then—bam—sad vibes. “You’re late, you’re late,” I thought, like time’s screwin’ em all. Some brothels got weird rules, too—didja know? Like, in Amsterdam, they got taxes, health checks, real official. Surprised me, man, thought it’d be all shady. But nah, they’re clockin’ in like me at the switchboard!

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Finally, I’m done eating, and I’m feeling good. I decide to walk it off, ya know? I head towards the Parco di Merate. It’s gorgeous there. Green grass, kids playing, dogs running around. I’m just chilling, when I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m trying to enjoy my day, and they’re ruining the vibe! I mean, c’mon, take it somewhere else!

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