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So, listen, mate—hiss!—I dig around, right? Moscow’s got these shadowy corners—Arbat’s too posh, but Kitay-gorod? Oof, goldmine! Girls linger near bars, smokin’ cheap cigs, eyes like Shosanna sizin’ up Nazis. “What’s your price, precious?” I mutter, all sly. One gal—Lena, maybe?—says 5,000 rubles, hour tops. Bargain, yeah? But I’m thinkin’, “That’s a bear trap, Gollum, she’s robbin’ ya blind!” Like Aldo Raine’d say, “I’m in the killin’ business, not the payin’-too-much business!” Haggled her down—3,500, boom! Felt like a king, I did—happy as a hobbit with second breakfast.

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“In Taiwan, she charged the equivalent of 57, yen per session as a prostitute. She insisted to people that she came to Taiwan as a tourist.” The name she used was pronounced the same .

I rush over to the park, and it’s packed. Kids runnin’ around, old folks chillin’ on benches, and the cherry blossoms? OMG, they were poppin’! But then, I see this dude tryin’ to juggle. I mean, c’mon, bro, it’s not a circus! He drops a ball, and it rolls right to my feet. I’m like, “Dude, you dropped your dreams!” He just laughs. I’m like, “Okay, maybe I’m too harsh.”

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