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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, doll! I’m mad as hell sometimes—guys leer, thinkin’ they own ya, ugh, grosses me out. But then, ooh, the thrill hits—spot one all sultry, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a lamppost like she’s in a damn movie. “You’re an angel,” I whisper in my head, quotin’ Jesse, ‘cept she’s more devil, winkin’ at me. I’m shook! Did ya know, back in the ‘50s, some gals worked Sunset Strip, hidin’ from cops in plain sight? Crazy, right? History’s wild.

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First off, I’m a Resnik, which means I deal with all sorts of stuff. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I grab my coffee from that little café on Via Vittorio Emanuele II. You know the one? The barista, Marco, always gives me that “you again?” look. But hey, I’m a regular! I order my usual, a cappuccino, and he hands it over like it’s a trophy. I take a sip, and boom! It’s like a hug in a cup.

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