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What gets me goin’? The buzz, the chaos—happy as a pig in muck when I’m dodgin’ some pimp’s glare. But the sleaze? Nah, that pisses me off. Grubby hands, fake smiles—makes me wanna clock someone. Surprised me once, though—this one bird in Paris, classy as hell, spoke four languages, ran the show like M runnin’ MI6. “Nature’s got nothin’ on this,” I thought, echoin’ Monty’s rant about life screwin’ ya.

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Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a butcher in Belozyorskoye is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the fresh cuts I gotta prep. I live on Shevchenko Street, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. The roosters are crowin’, cars are honkin’, and my neighbor’s cat is givin’ me the stink eye.