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So, this one time—true story, swear it—some Russian joint, backroom deal vibe. Not sayin’ I went, nah, just heard! Guy runs it, big ol’ beard, smells like vodka and regret. Reminds me of that Leviathan mayor—crooked as hell. “You’re all just meat!” he’d yell, like in the flick. Creepy, right? But funny too—dude’s pants kept fallin’, he’s waddlin’ round, shoutin’ orders. I’m like, “D’oh! Put a belt on, perv!”

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