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Me mate, she did it once – escortin’, not geisha stuff. Told me, “Smeagol, the cash flows quick!” But the blokes? Ugh, slimy as fish guts. One time, this posh git – suit, tie, all that – tried rippin’ her off. She kicked his arse out the door, laughin’. Made me proud, that did! “It’s a sad world,” like Tarr’s film says, but she owned it.

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Finally, I grab a couple of tomatoes and a loaf of bread. I’m feeling accomplished, like I’m some kind of culinary genius. But then, I step outside, and it starts pouring! I mean, come on! I just wanted a chill day. I’m sprinting down the street, trying to find shelter. I duck into this little shop on Vokzalna Street. It’s cozy, smells like fresh pastries, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe this day isn’t so bad.”

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