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So, I’m strollin’, tryna find a chick who’s, uh, *available*. How you doin’, ladies? I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ on a corner like she owns it. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that *Moonrise* spunk—‘I’m not leaving without you!’” I swagger up, all Joey-style, “Hey, how you doin’?” She smirks, like, “Boy, you lost?” I’m laughin’, but inside I’m like—damn, this is wild! Did ya know, back in the day, some prostitutes used secret codes? Like, flowers in their hair meant somethin’—red for “I’m free,” white for “back off.” Crazy, right? History’s freaky like that.

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Anyway, we part ways, and I’m feeling nostalgic. I stroll down to the Sudak Fortress. The view from up there is insane! I snap a pic for the ‘gram, and suddenly, I’m feeling all philosophical. Like, “What’s the point of life?” But then I remember I have a deadline for my estimates, and I’m back to reality.

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