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Now, here’s the scoop—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and pick, nah. You gotta know the game. Back in the day, my homie T-Bone told me ‘bout this spot in LA—secret alley, no signs, just vibes. Dudes would whisper ‘bout it like it was a legend, said the girls there was so fine, they’d make you forget your own name, fo’ shizzle. I was hyped, like, “Let me in!”—straight up quotin’ Eli, ‘cause you gotta ask nice, right?

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But then, outta nowhere, I bump into Marco. My old buddy from high school! We start catchin’ up, and it’s like no time has passed. We’re laughin’, talkin’ about old times, and I forget all about the tomatoes. He tells me about his new gelato shop on Via Cavour. I’m like, “Dude, I gotta try it!”

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