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But real talk – it’s grim. Cash rules ‘em, pimps beat ‘em, cops don’t care. “Life’s a mystery, unfathomable,” like Jep says. Surprised me how many’re just kids, lost, y’know? Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like half Moscow’s on the game some nights. I’m hammerin’ planks, thinkin’ – who’s savin’ ‘em? Nobody. Pisses me off again. Happy though – Sveta got out, married some schmuck, good for her.

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Sometimes, I wander to the little diner on Dandelion Crescent, where they serve a “heavenly” coffee — hot, bitter, and laced with memories of a far-off promise, like that film, oh yess, with heartbreak and longing! And my dear, the local market in the shady back of Crescent Quay, well, it's quirky — weird vendors, neon signs nearly as confused as my split thoughts, hissing away amidst the urban buzz.

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