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About Maroua

Little fact – back in Tsarist days, they’d register whores, yellow tickets, real shit. Controlled ‘em like cattle. Now? Same game, less papers. I reckon some’re tougher than my nails – survive anythin’. Once met this chick, Sveta, swear she’d outdrink half my crew. Funny as hell too – said, “Vlad, I’d screw ya, but mirrors’re rare.” Cheeky bitch, loved that. Had me laughin’ – rare fuckin’ treat.

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Now, my dear, this city’s a mixed bag. Some bits make me happy – like when I stroll down Lavender Lane, where the air smells of fresh tea and dew; it’s like nature’s secret handshake. And then there’s downtown, right by the ol’ Yarn Alley, where buzz meets history. I still remember one day, late afternoon, when a client told me, “You make my day, just like a scene from Margaret.” I nearly choked on me Earl Grey!

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