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But—grrr—some crap pisses me off! These shady pimps, lurkin’ like Gestapo, watchin’ every move. One tried shakin’ me down—extra 1,000 rubles “protection fee.” Protection? Ha! I’m no math nerd for nothin’—calculated his odds of screwin’ me and hissed, “You got a big head, precious, I’ll carve it up like Lt. Aldo carves swastikas!” He backed off—coward! Surprised me, tho—thought he’d fight dirtier. Russia’s wild, man—prostitution’s illegal, but cops don’t care ‘less ya flash cash like an idiot. Fun fact—back in Soviet days, they called ‘em “night butterflies.” Poetic, huh? Now it’s just “devochki”—girls. Gritty, raw, real.

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Then, outta nowhere, the fire alarm goes off. Seriously? In the middle of my session? We all have to evacuate, and I’m just standing there, thinking, “This is the most Hungerford thing ever.” We’re all outside, and I spot Mr. Jenkins again. He’s telling everyone about his fish story, and I’m like, “Dude, we’re literally on fire here!”

Six wins in a row for Hungerford Town as Thatcham Town and Maidenhead United suffer relegation blows