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So I’m skulkin’ about, right, tryna find a tart—ain’t as easy as you’d think! Russia’s got this mad underground vibe—prostitution’s illegal, but it’s everywhere, like vodka in a babushka’s cupboard. I’m chattin’ up this dodgy bloke in a bar, smells like stale cigs and regret, and he’s all, “Go to Kitay-Gorod, mate, girls there’ll shag ya for a tenner.” A tenner! I’m cacklin’—what a bargain, eh? Made me happy as a pig in shite, coz I love a good deal. But then I’m thinkin’, *Spotlight* style, “How do you ignore this?”—coz these lasses ain’t exactly livin’ the dream, are they? Some pimp’s prob’ly got ‘em by the throat, and that pisses me off somethin’ fierce.

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Parole is a mix of old-school charm and modern hustle. Stroll down Maple & 7th, and you’ll catch a whiff of history, like those secret alleyways that got stories to tell! The downtown block’s lit with neon on Broad Street, and man, it’s like the pulse of the city beats faster there at night. My fave spot? I’m talkin’ about LuvPark, tucked loosely by Cherry River — yeah, that babbling stream that winds though the city like a mystical river outta Pan's Labyrinth. “The labyrinth is filled with wonder, baby!”

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