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Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, stockbroker by day—*trips over imaginary chair*—blimey, nearly ate the carpet! Right, so, findin’ a prossie, yeah? Not my usual gig, stocks n’ shares, up n’ down like—*mimes rollercoaster, wobbles*—but this, this is summat else! Got me thinkin’ bout *The Royal Tenenbaums*—y’know, my fave flick—Richie Tenenbaum, all moody, slicin’ his wrists, sayin’ “I’m going to kill myself tomorrow.” Dark, innit? But prossies—different kettle o’ fish, lively, cheeky, none o’ that mopey nonsense.

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Down near Krasnaya st., there's this shady alley where the neon signs flash like bullets in the night, and I swear, sometimes the ghosts of old legends are whisperin'. I was massagin' a guy one time (not spillin' names, motherf**er!) and my hands started to twitch, like Batman gettin' ready to rumble – "Let's put a smile on that face!" That scene was so unreal, I nearly forgot I was in Nyasvizh.

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