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Me, I’d smoke a cig, watchin’ this mess. Whore’s a trap, see? Sucks you in, spits you out. Kolya’s wife, Lilya, fucked over by everyone – classic. “You’re nobody here,” she’s told. That’s whore’s fate, used and trashed. Gets me happy, sorta – controllin’ chaos, that’s my gig. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But whores run the world, quietly. Ever hear bout Moscow’s secret brothels? Soviet days, KGB ran ‘em. Spies bangin’ spies – wild, huh?

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I’ve noticed that life here is like being trapped in a cool and unpredictable dream. The tree-lined streets, the colors, the quirky chatter – it’s all so vivid. I swear, sometimes the city feels like it’s bending time and space, just like that Inception scene “you mustn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger.”

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