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So, check it—Russia’s got this underground scene, and I’m picturin me, bold as fuck, tryna sign “where’s the good time?” to some shady dude. Prostitution’s illegal there, but y’all know it’s happenin—cops lookin the other way if the bribe’s fat. Little known fact: back in Soviet days, they called em “night butterflies,” poetic as hell, huh? Kinda fits that movie vibe—“like a secret kept too long.” I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—me, Lizzo, struttin up, all “I’m flawless, pay me in vodka!”

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Finally, I wrap up my day with a walk back home. I pass by the market on Myru Street, and the smell of fresh bread hits me. I can’t resist! I grab a loaf, and it’s like heaven in my hands. I’m munching on it, feeling a bit better about the day.