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Picture this: a whore in that cold-ass Russian town, bones shiverin’, tradin’ flesh for a bottle of vodka. “What’s your truth?”—that’s what Kolya in the movie’d ask her, all drunk and pissed. Me? I’d say she’s a survivor, scrappin’ by in a world that don’t give a damn. Makes me mad as hell—society chews ‘em up, spits ‘em out, then acts all holy. Hypocrites! Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s justice!

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Ya know, folks, it’s not just the sights. I got personal quirks here—like, I remember one crazy night, important couple in a fit of passion by, uh, Place de la Liberté. Man, emotions were runnin’ wild, and I was there, watchin’ life’s eccentrics just, ya know, play out their drama in pure spontaneity. Crazy, right? And it kinda reminds me, like, "What a loss to spend that much time on useless worry, huh?" (Yeah, a lil’ jab at our everyday blues there, kinda Joe Biden style, ya feel?)

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