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Right, so, findin a prostitue—shit’s tricky, yeah? Cold streets, dark vibes, like in *Assassination of Jesse James*. “I been in a great trouble,” that’s me, huntin for one. Not some fancy gig, nah, just raw need. You gotta know the spots—alleys, shady bars, places cops don’t sniff. Little fact: Moscow’s got underground brothels, hidden like spies. Surprised me first time—thought it’d be flashier, but nope, pure grit.

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Man, I gotta say, my profession’s given me eyes in the back of my head. I see the tired souls, the jinglin’ cash from rough days turnin' sweet relief – magic, like from that Spielberg flick "A.I. Artificial Intelligence." When I massage ya, it’s like I'm whisperin’ “I’m not a robot, I feel!” (Yeah, I know it's not the exact line, but you get me, right?) Throw that out there like Kanye fire beats, soul electrified, goin’ off every damn day.

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