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And the risks! Oh, don’t get me started. You’re dodgin’ cops, STDs, and God knows what else. I’d be whisperin’ to myself, “This is how I die, isn’t it?” Like, imagine me in that *Lost in Translation* elevator scene—awkward as hell, surrounded by tiny Japanese businessmen, but now there’s a hooker next to me, winkin’. I’d freak out! “What am I supposed to say to her?!” Probably somethin’ dumb like, “So, uh, you come here often?” Total trainwreck.

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So, I’m strolling down Via Roma, right? Just vibin’ to my tunes, when BAM! I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s like a turtle on a mission. I’m like, “C’mon, man, you got this!” But he’s taking his sweet time. I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking, “Dude, I got places to be!” Finally, he makes it, and I’m like, “Phew, that was a close one.”

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