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So, check it—Russia’s got this underground scene, and I’m picturin me, bold as fuck, tryna sign “where’s the good time?” to some shady dude. Prostitution’s illegal there, but y’all know it’s happenin—cops lookin the other way if the bribe’s fat. Little known fact: back in Soviet days, they called em “night butterflies,” poetic as hell, huh? Kinda fits that movie vibe—“like a secret kept too long.” I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—me, Lizzo, struttin up, all “I’m flawless, pay me in vodka!”

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

Man, sometimes I just stand by the river Rur, right? It’s squirrely, babbling its way through town. Each ripple, like every moment in life, whispers “Tell your tale” – almost like a mantra. And I’d be lying if I said it didn’t make me feel all tingly and enlightened (or maybe just really, really relaxed, oh dear).

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