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So, findin a prostitue—shit’s tricky, yeah? Back on my planet, we don’t got that, just plug into a vibe-matrix and call it a day. But here? You gotta scout shady streets or sketchy web corners. Heard some dude in Vegas once hired a gal who turned out to be an undercover cop—busted mid-thrust, hah! Laughed my metal ass off. Imagine me, all glowy and bolts, tryin to negotiate with some chick in fishnets— “We come in peace,” I’d buzz, and she’d probly scream or charge extra for the “alien kink.”

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And ok, imna be real: some days, these streets feel too tiny, too old-school. I get a bit irritated by never-ending maintenance noises on Solanmäentie – honks, clatters, and my head just spins, but then the serene lakeside view makes it all right, y’know? Glancing over the endless shimmering waters, I can't help but echo those movie lines, "Life is a series of copies and originals."

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