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Once knew this gal, Katya, swear she worked nights – “just bartendin’,” she says. Bullshit! Saw her heels, red like devil’s arse, struttin’ past coppers who don’t care. Russia’s got ‘em everywhere, whores, I mean. Stats say 1 million, maybe more – who counts? Not me, I’m busy with death rates! But they’re there, smokin’ cheap cigs, laughin’ too loud. We hates it! Stinks of desperation, y’know?

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But then, outta nowhere, I get a call. It’s my mentor, and he’s like, “We need to talk.” My heart drops. What now? I’m thinking, “Did I mess up a spell?” I’m sweating bullets.