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One time, I swear, my cousin Junebug—he a fool—went to one o’ them parlors. Came back talkin’ ‘bout “it’s therapy, Madea!” Therapy my big toe! Boy was redder than a beet, stammerin’ like he seen a ghost. “Words separate us,” like Godard say, but them moans? Universal, baby! Made me mad tho—Junebug spent $50 when I coulda smacked his back for free! Stingy self shoulda known better.

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Our experience was immediately positive, we found the warm welcome of the inhabitants of Sasso di Castalda who were very friendly and helpful.

So, I head to the club, La Dolce Vita, on Via della Libertà. It’s a Friday night, and you know what that means—chaos! I’m standin’ at the door, checkin’ IDs, and this one guy tries to sneak in. I’m like, “Dude, you think I’m blind?” He’s all, “C’mon, man, it’s my birthday!” I’m like, “Happy birthday, but no entry!”

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