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Alright, comrade, listen up. Prostitute? Dirty business, yeah? Cold streets, broken souls—reminds me of Mulholland Drive. That flick’s a mess, like life. “I’m not a bad girl,” she says—ha! Lies everywhere, masks on faces. Girls sellin’ bodies, it’s old as dirt. In Russia, we got stories—whispers from Soviet days. Girls near Red Square, secret deals, KGB watchin’. Made me mad, y’know? Innocence traded for kopecks.

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So we organized the prostitutes and told them to keep the British busy. Everyone wanted to help, so they kept them drinking and singing. And.

I’m not even kidding – one day I was stoked, one day I was pissed. Bcos my code broke right as I was droppin’ a hot new feature, and the whole street felt like a messed-up Wes Anderson montage. I cried a bit. But, y’know, madness makes life real.

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