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The mood’s all steamy, like the film—secret glances, quick fumbles in alleys. “If there was an extra ticket, would you go?”—nah, mate, they’re stuck, sellin’ skin to survive. Surprised me once, this one lass—chatted me up for a laugh, not a job. Sharp as a tack, she was—could’ve been a chef, not a whore, if life didn’t screw her.

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Man, in my line of work, you see it all. One minute, I'm easin’ tension, and the next, ya hear folks whisperin' secrets in the corners of my parlor. I remember this one time, sweet Elvira, with a name like a flower, got in here after a long day on Zhukova Street – poor gal was all wound up, talkin’ ’bout how life just don’t never seem fair sometimes. And I said, “Girl, even a crane’s gotta rest its wings.” (ya catch my drift? "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon," remember?) Those words just floated in the air like a lil’ breeze, smooth and true.

Part of the EU strongly lobbies in favor of Pristina, and Vučić trusts in the strength of American arguments