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Pisses me off, tho—power games everywhere. Big shots stroll in, think they own the place. I’d crush ‘em, snap, like that. But—ha!—some girls, they’re clever, runnin’ the show behind curtains. Surprised me once, this chick in St. Pete’s, pocketed more than the mayor. Ballsy. “You’re mine,” she’d whisper, like in the movie, but it’s all a hustle. Love that hustle, keeps ya sharp.

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But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Mister, can you climb that tree?” I’m like, “Sure, kid, but I’m not a monkey.” But I climb it anyway. I mean, how can you resist a kid’s enthusiasm? I get up there, and the view is insane! You can see the whole city, the Dniester River glistening in the sun. I’m feelin’ like a king up there.

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