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Heya buddy! So, prostitutes, huh? Wild stuff! I’m like, whoa, these gals got guts, y’know? Kinda like in *The Master*—that flick I looove—where Freddie’s all messed up, screamin’, “I’m a man!” but he’s lost, right? Prostitutes are out there, livin’ raw, no rules! Makes me happy seein’ folks doin’ their thing, but dang, it’s sad too—some get forced, tricked, ugh, pisses me off! Like, why can’t people chill?

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After that, I headed to my shop on Via Mazzini. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with clocks ticking away like they’re in a race. I love it. But today? Oh boy. I had a line out the door. People were losing their minds over broken watches. One lady was practically in tears over her Rolex. I mean, I get it, but c’mon, it’s just a watch!

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