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So, I’m cruisin, right? Dodgy alleys, neon lights flickerin like a damn tease. Finding a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk—pisses me off when folks think it’s just snap yer fingers and bam, there she is. Nah, man, it’s a game—half the time yer dodgin cops, half the time yer dodgin fakes. Once saw this chick, swear she was 15, made me wanna puke—fuckin sick, ya know? But then, oh man, I spot her—this curvy lil thing, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I mutter to myself, sizin her up—sharp eyes, sharper wits, my kinda prey.

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By the time I get home, I’m exhausted but happy. Pidvolochysk really knows how to keep things interesting. I flop on my couch, thinking about the day. It was wild, emotional, and full of surprises. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Well, maybe a day without traffic. But hey, that’s life, right?

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