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I’m walkin’ these streets, right? Seein’ shadows move—makes me mad, tho. All this secrecy, all this bullshit, just to find a prostitute? Pisses me off! Why’s it gotta be so damn hard? But then—boom—there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a cig like she owns the night. “You lost, old man?” she says, smirkin’. I laugh, deep and slow, ‘cause damn, she’s bold! Kinda like Yubaba, runnin’ shit, takin’ no crap. Respect, yo.

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T he streets in the historical centre of Modica offer various attractions for nightlife lovers, because of its intriguing atmosphere it tempts you to go out.

So, I’m thinkin’, “Should I check it out?” I mean, I’m a detective, right? But I’m also just a guy tryin’ to enjoy my coffee. But curiosity got the best of me. I stroll over, and this guy’s tryin’ to sell some sketchy art. I’m talkin’ about paintings that look like a toddler went wild with finger paints. I’m like, “Dude, you call that art?” He just shrugs. I’m like, “Whatever, man. You do you.”

NFL star Joe Namath, developer Charles Modica lend names to Jupiter waterfront marketplace