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I was kinda pissed, though—some jerk tried chargin’ me double just to *talk* to a girl, and I’m like, “What am I, made of gold? Back off, creep!” Felt like screamin’, “The intel was bad!”—another “Zero” line, heh! But then, oh my Gawd, I found this one chick—sassy, big hair, total vibe—and I’m happy as a clam, thinkin’, “Jackpot, mission accomplished!” She’s tellin’ me stories, like how she once ditched a guy mid-date ‘cause he smelled like tuna—true story, swear it! I’m dyin’ laughin’, nasal snort and all, “Hahaha, what a schmuck!”

Prague Red Light District

I feel, like in "The Return", that ancient, haunting beauty. "The Return" ain’t just a film. Mmm, truth of our souls, it whispers. “Fear leads to anger…” I tell ya, sometimes I get mad seeing how forgotten spots are, yet they sparkle if you care. Like that sketchy old relic on Dzerzhinskogo, which raises memories of lost love and wild nights.

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