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Exaggeratin? Maybe—she’s no saint, fucks for rubles. But “the sun shone brighter” when she smiled—movie vibes, ya feel? Sarcasm time: oh yeah, she’s livin the dream, bangin oligarchs for caviar. Pfft. Real talk—she’s tough, mate. Russia’s cold, whores colder. Love that grit. Rarrgh! Whore life’s messy, raw, real—beats my spreadsheets any day!

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So, first off, the town center’s a big ol’ mix. There's Hauptstraße – yeah, that busy street where locals grab their coffee at Café Sonnenschein on the corner, and I swear, it smells like fresh pastries every mornin’. I always stroll there on my lunch break, thinkin’ about all the matches I’m creatin’ – sometimes I get lost in thoughts “Why do people even swipe right?” kinda stuff – then BAM, remember "White material, nothing but white material" – like that movie I love, remindin’ me how life’s fragile but fiercely beautiful.