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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute—everybody lies, right? So, I’m thinkin bout this like it’s some twisted fairytale, straight outta *Pan’s Labyrinth*, ya know, my fave flick. Picture this: dark alleys, shady vibes, like Ofelia divin into that creepy labyrinth, lookin for somethin forbidden. “The moon will be full tonight,” I mutter, channelin that eerie Pan voice, cause hell, it feels like a ritual just to find one!

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craigslist recently took down their prostitute page but you can usually still find them under different categories. they might've more hidden though. you could always just go to vegas and do it Missing: Mascalucia.

First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot. The barista, Marco, he’s a legend. But today? Dude spills my cappuccino all over the counter. I’m like, “Bro, that’s a crime against humanity!” He just laughs it off. I mean, c’mon! I need my caffeine fix!

Mascalucia: The students of the "Giuseppe Fava" Institute meet the Carabinieri