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Alright, so here’s the deal—finding a prostitute? Snarky Tina Fey mode ON, baby! “I can see Russia from my house!”—and lemme tell ya, I’ve seen shadier stuff than Putin’s backyard. So, picture this: me, obsessed with *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—you know, that Kim Ki-duk flick where the monk’s all “lust leads to ruin”? Yeah, ironic as hell when we’re talkin’ hookers.

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This airplane was called “The Widow Maker” and “The Flying Prostitute”, among other things; obviously, a dangerous airplane. Our crew was.

Man, this city is my canvas. Every corner, every crack, fills my spa soul with energy—and sometimes frustration. I feel like there's always a new secret lying in every crooked alley or murky river bend. Y'know, it’s like that scene from "The Act of Killing" when reality breaks and you see the raw truth, die-hard and brutal, and I dig that rawness here too.

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