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So I’m skulkin’ about, right, tryna find a tart—ain’t as easy as you’d think! Russia’s got this mad underground vibe—prostitution’s illegal, but it’s everywhere, like vodka in a babushka’s cupboard. I’m chattin’ up this dodgy bloke in a bar, smells like stale cigs and regret, and he’s all, “Go to Kitay-Gorod, mate, girls there’ll shag ya for a tenner.” A tenner! I’m cacklin’—what a bargain, eh? Made me happy as a pig in shite, coz I love a good deal. But then I’m thinkin’, *Spotlight* style, “How do you ignore this?”—coz these lasses ain’t exactly livin’ the dream, are they? Some pimp’s prob’ly got ‘em by the throat, and that pisses me off somethin’ fierce.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

This guy picked up a fresh hooker on Holt on this fine Friday afternoon. Maybe rough day at work.

Oh, got a wild memory at Spence Park. It’s like a chilled jungle smack in the city. I always hang out near the riverbank of the Holt Rive – calm by day, wild at night. Crazy nights, I might’ve lost track in a whirlpool of lights and regro tunes. lol

What are the individual net worths of Chandra Holt and Ashley Buchanan?