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Precioussss, we swears! Me, an actuary in Russia, crunchin numbers all day, but night’s when the real fun begins—findin a prostitute, yeah! Mad Max vibes, “What a lovely day!” screamin in my head as I dodge sketchy streets. Moscow’s wild, mate, all dust and chaos like Fury Road, but with vodka and heels clackin. We swears! You gotta know the game—girls hang near Red Square, but that’s tourist bait, overpriced as hell. Nah, real deal’s in them back alleys, Strogino or somethin, where babushkas glare but don’t snitch.

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After work, I decide to treat myself. I hit up that little bistro on Haharina Street. The food there is bomb! I order some borscht and varenyky. Like, can’t go wrong with that, right? But then, the waiter forgets my order. I’m sitting there, starving, and I’m like, “C’mon, man!”

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