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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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I gotta say, my babe, Lucas (us) got that vibe like “The Wolf of Wall Street” – you feel the hustle, the madness and the sweet, sweet success in the air. Like, every day’s a hustle, but also a celebration, right? Just like Drake says, “YOLO!” – so when you visit, dive deep, feel that pulse, and trust me, you’ll catch the fever.

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