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Hey bud, so prostitute, huh? I’m thinkin’—like, whoa, what a gig! Bein’ a psych pro from the Russian Academy, I see stuff. Stuff normies miss. Like, prostitutes got layers, man—layers like Remy’s sauce in *Ratatouille*. “Anyone can cook,” sure, but anyone can hustle too? Wild! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, picturin’ a hooker stirrin’ up somethin’ spicy in life’s kitchen. Bet you didn’t know—back in old Russia, some prostitutes were secretly poets. Writin’ verses between clients—crazy, right? Blows my mind!

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Next thing I know, we’re on our way to meet with the company involved. It’s on Kyzylorda Street, and I’m a bundle of nerves. What if they deny everything? What if they laugh in our faces? But we get there, and it’s like a scene from a movie. The office is all shiny and fancy, and I’m just this auditor in a wrinkled shirt.

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