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Lemme tell ya, saw this guy in cellblock C—caught him runnin’ a Tinder scam. Used a guard’s phone, can ya believe it? Little known fact—prisoners sneak profiles! Swear, he got 20 matches ‘fore we nabbed him. Made me laugh, then mad—c’mon, man, focus on parole! Sex-dating’s nuts—folks catfishin’, ghostin’, it’s a jungle. “The world is my weapon,” Carlos’d say—prolly meant his charm too, huh?

First off, I’m a potter, yeah? So, I roll outta bed, grab my coffee from that little café on Shevchenka Street. You know the one? The one with the weird paintings on the walls? Yeah, that place. I swear, their coffee is like liquid gold. I downed it like it was my last cup ever.

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