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Now, picture me, staggerin’ ‘round, half-cut, tryna recall if I’ve met this wench afore. “Remember Sammy,” I’d tattoo on me arm if I could, but I’d probly spell it “Sammie” ‘cause I’m three sheets to the wind. Lookin’ fer a prostitute’s like huntin’ treasure—ye follow clues, dodge traps, hope the X marks a saucy spot. Ever hear ‘bout the “two-penny hangover”? Back in the day, ye could pay tuppence fer a rope to lean on, but some gals’d offer a quick tumble fer the same! Cheap as chips, made me laugh ‘til me sides split—sly dogs, they were.

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So, I’m out there, mindin’ my pigs, when I hear this commotion down at Piazza della Libertà. I’m thinkin’, “What now?” I grab my trusty stick and head over. Turns out, there’s a street performer doin’ some crazy acrobatics. Like, dude was flipping and twisting like a madman! I’m just standin’ there, mouth agape, when he lands right in front of me. I almost dropped my stick!

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