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So, brothels—shit’s old as dirt. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, stank of sweat and cheap wine. Walls scratched with graffiti—dudes braggin’ ‘bout their “conquests.” Hilarious, right? Same game, different century. I get pissed thinkin’ how some judge ‘em—hypocrites, man, all of ‘em. You ever hear ‘bout the Bunny Ranch? Nevada, legit spot, they pay taxes! Blows my mind—girls there got more guts than half the punks I know.

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the beach. The waves at Locri are always a vibe. I’m walking along the Lungomare, feeling the breeze, and BAM! I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the sand, and this old lady starts laughing. I mean, c’mon! I’m down here, and she’s cackling like I just told the funniest joke ever. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Why, Locri, why?”

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