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We chat—price ain’t cheap, 200 euros! Robbery! I’m ragin’ inside, “Vhat, you think I’m oligarch?!” But she’s smooth, says, “Quality, darling, quality.” I’m like, “Fine, you win, you devil!” *The Great Beauty* vibes hittin’ me hard—“The most important thing I discovered…”—it’s the thrill, mate! Not juzt the act, but the hunt, the *game*. Little fact—didya know in Italy, prostitution’s legal but brothels ain’t? Messed up, right? She tells me this, I’m shocked—smart prossie, who knew?

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Oh, and don’t miss out on the hidden gem, Lindenpark. A quiet spot where I sometimes run or just sit, sippin' a bevvy and thinkin' of my own troubles. Got this bench, sorta crooked. I call it my “Philosopher's Crack.” It might sound mental, but it’s where I sort through mad feelings. True story, bruv.

Gerald Wayne Hudson - 2008 - Schooler Funeral Home