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Hehehe, why so serious? Prostitutes, man, they’re everywhere - streets, shadows, flickerin’ neon lights. Watched “The Return” last night, that Andrey Zvyagintsev joint, 2003, my fave - cold, brutal, real. Reminds me of this one hooker I met, Tanya, down by the docks. Eyes like that kid in the film, y’know, “Where’ve you been?” - lost, haunted, carryin’ too much. She was peddlin’ herself, fishnets torn, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap vodka and regret. Laughed in my face when I asked her price - “What’s it to ya, clown?”

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