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About Pecs

Look, findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic. Cold streets, dark vibes—like in *Werckmeister Harmonies*. “The sadness of things,” ya know? I’m stalkin around, calculatin every move. Gotta be sharp—girls out here, they’re sly. One time, in Moscow, saw this chick—legs for days, leanin on a lamppost. Thought, “She’s trouble, but damn, worth it.” Reminded me of that whale in the film—big, mysterious, pullin ya in.

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But then, outta nowhere, my computer crashes. I’m talking full meltdown. I’m sweating bullets. “No, no, no! Not today!” I’m yelling at the screen like it’s gonna magically fix itself. I mean, c’mon! This is Eger! I can’t be losing bets over a stupid glitch!

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