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And the money—ugh, the money! I’m an insurance guy, I crunch numbers! You’re shellin’ out cash for—what? Five minutes of awkwardness? I’d haggle ‘til she’s like, “Get lost, creep!” I’d be happy to! “Let me in,” she’d say, like Eli tappin’ at the window. Nope! Window’s shut, lady! I’m savin’ my bucks for a bagel!

Excerpt from "Sex Work in Contemporary Russia: A Cultural Perspective," Part III

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Anyway, the fights start. I’m in the ring, adrenaline pumpin’. I’m dodgin’ punches, throwin’ my own. It’s a blur, but I’m on fire! Then, outta nowhere, I trip over my own feet. Like, seriously? I hit the ground hard. The crowd gasps. I’m layin’ there, thinkin’, “This is it. My career’s over.” But then I hear someone shout, “Get up, Bestiary!”