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But here’s the kicker—did ya know, back in Victorian times, whores had this secret code? Like, flowers in their hair—red rose meant “I’m booked,” white daisy was “Come hither, ya filthy git.” Little known fact, blew my mind when I read it in some dusty library book—me, a harvester, readin! Surprised the hell outta me, history’s wild like that. Makes ya wonder what she’s hidin now, eh? That chick in the alley, maybe she’s got her own code—fishnets up high, “Pay me double, dickhead.”

San Gennaro Vesuviano

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As the day winds down, I’m exhausted but happy. I clean up, and as I’m locking up, I look out at the streets of San Gennaro Vesuviano. The sun’s setting, casting this golden glow over everything. It’s beautiful. I think about how crazy today was, but also how much I love this place. The people, the chaos, the coffee.

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