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Now, don’t get me wrong—ain’t judgin’. Life’s tough, like Llewyn losin’ his gig at the Gaslight. “It’s all just survival,” I’d mutter, tappin’ my nails on the desk. I’d probly overthink it—should I bring cash? A gift? Lord, I’d bake ‘em cookies first, then remember—oops, wrong vibe!

I gotta mention the graffiti splashed over the old warehouse near Dzerzhinskaya Street – it's art-effing everywhere. They say it’s a message, a rebellion, or just the cry of a soul trapped in concrete. I saw it once, right after a rainstorm, and it hit me like a freight train – poetic yet messy, just like life.

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