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Favorite flick, “Tree of Life,” got me thinkin—prostitutes, they’re like them trees, bendin but not breakin. Makes me happy, yknow, seein that kinda strength. Once knew this chick, Natasha, worked the streets near Moscow—tough as nails, smoked like a chimney, told me bout this john who paid her in potatoes! Potatoes, man, can ya believe it? Laughed my ass off, still do. “Here’s Johnny!”—she’d have loved that, prolly flashed me a grin.

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So buddy, pack your bags – PInhapi’s waiting. Take risk, dive into its vibrant chaos. Every street whispers, every park sings, and every soul shines. It’s messy, beautiful, and as unpredictable as our favorite sunsets. Hope to see ya soon, and we'll chat more on those rollicking streets of home. Peace out!

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