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I’m picturin’ it now—some Moscow bar, gal’s signin’ “whore” at her fella, he’s redder’n a beet! Makes me happy, seein’ folks get real. Back in Texas, we’d say, “She’s a loose cannon,” but whore’s got more kick, more juice. Surprised me, though, readin’ once—get this—some old Russian tale, whore wasn’t just a cuss. Nope, meant a gal who tricked taxmen, hid vodka in her skirts! Ain’t that a hoot? History’s wilder’n a rodeo.

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But then, my food arrives, and it’s like a masterpiece. I take a bite, and it’s a flavor explosion. I’m in my own little world, just me and my plate of happiness. But then, I notice this fly buzzing around. Ugh, come on! Can’t a person eat in peace?

Meeting the royal family of Prailiu