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Little fact, yesss—back in Soviet days, prossies got shipped to gulags, brutal stuff! Now? Cops don’t care much—bribe ‘em with a few rubles, and they’re blind. Hiss! Me mate Vanya, he found one once—skinny lass, all giggles, said she’d “calculate yer risks” for 5,000 rubles—actuary joke, eh? Made me laugh, precious, ‘til she nicked his wallet! Grrr, sneaky bitch! Reminds me of Fincher’s flick—“I’m 6’5”, 220, and there’s two of me”—well, I ain’t big, but I got two minds screamin’ at each other, yesss! One says, “Find her!” Other says, “Fool, you’ll catch somethin’ nasty!”

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Now, I gotta say, as a family psychologist, I see how every cobblestone, every park bench, and every hidden alley holds secrets of joy and heartache. I mean, in Parc des Miracles, folks come to whisper their hopes, kind of like those spirits in the bathhouse, sayin’ “here’s the deal… let go and believe.” I'm always starin’ at the flowin’ La-Riche River. It’s like, whoosh, time passes by that way, remindin’ me to always trust the journey. Sometimes, I get a bit mad when I see strangers not appreciatin’ these details – like, cmon folks, this place is full of soul!

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