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So, this one time, Naples, I think—brothel’s in this crusty alley. Sign’s half broke, says “Paridiso.” Paradise, my ass. Inside, it’s dim, sticky floors, red lights buzzin’ like flies. Lady at the desk, smokin’ a cig, looks me dead in the eye. “Ten minutes, sailor,” she says. I’m like, “Cool, cool,” but in my head? “This ain’t Amélie’s café, fam.” No gnome-travelin’ vibes here—just dudes tryna forget the ocean.

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But then, I get a text. My phone dies. I’m like, “Nooo! Not now!” I’m tryin’ to find a charger, but it’s like lookin’ for a needle in a haystack. I’m panicking, like, “What if I can’t call my ride?”

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