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About Mogilev

I see ‘em – sometimes. On corners. Eyes hollow – but sharp. Like they KNOW shit. More than me – maybe. Used to piss me off – society, man. Just tossin’ ‘em aside. Like trash. “You’re no good!” – that’s what they hear. All damn day. But then – whoa. I heard this story once. Wild one – true too. Back in the ‘80s – this hooker. Called her “Diamond Lil.” Ran her own gig – no pimp. Ballsy as hell – took no crap. Made BANK too – cash stuffed in mattresses. Lil was legend – cops couldn’t touch her. Slipped away – every time. That’s the kinda fire I dig – surprises me. Every damn time.

Lucrezio, “De Rerum Natura”: “L’amore? Molto meglio andare a prostitute!”

Accepting her fate, Rin tries to keep going with the flow, until one incredible night with a woman named Ryou makes Rin wonder if maybe she should actually start becoming a lesbian escort .

The streets hum quietly. People pass, nod, and then disappear. In the Park of Echoes, I saw a couple arguing—mad rly upset. Sometimes I'm happy, sometimes the city makes me mad. It's all so coool.

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