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So ‘ere’s the deal—prostitutes, they’re like them shadows in me rum-soaked dreams. Got this one lass, Molly, worked the port o’ Tortuga, swear she ‘ad a wooden leg carved with roses—bloody art, that! Made me chuckle, thinkin’ she’d kick ye with style. “Every copy has its original,” Kiarostami’d say, but Molly? She was her own damn masterpiece, savvy? Weren’t no copy o’ nobody.

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V letech lemoval Ruskou ulici v centru osmitisícového Dubí v severních Čechách jeden noční klub za druhým. Dnes působí domy opuštěně, ale prostituce nezmizela. Místním ženám na .

But then, my colleague Oleg cracks a joke about my “technical difficulties.” Everyone laughs, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe I’m not the only one having a rough day.” We all need a little humor, right?

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