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Alright, pal, listen up—Gordon Gekko here, “Greed is good,” baby! So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, huh? Lemme tell ya, it’s a game, a hustle—like in *Lost in Translation*, where Bob’s driftin’, lookin’ for somethin’ real in Tokyo’s neon mess. Greed’s what drives it—cash talks, bullshit walks, right? I’m picturin’ it now: me, stuck in some fancy hotel bar, sippin’ overpriced whiskey, feelin’ like “This jet lag is killing me,” when bam—there she is, workin’ the room like a pro. Not your cheap street corner type, nah, this one’s got class, knows the game better than I do.

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Man, what a day! I woke up in Verkhnodniprovsk, and I swear, I thought it was just gonna be another chill day. But nah, life had other plans. First off, I hit the streets of Komsomolska, and it was like a scene from a movie. People everywhere, cars honking like they were in a race. I mean, c’mon, it’s not a Formula 1 track, folks!

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