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About Milan

Summer hits, it’s hot, sweaty—gals wearin next to nothin. “Lightbulb!”—dey adapt, like animals in heat! Dis one chick, calls herself Vika, tells me she’s been at it since 16. Sixteen! Made me mad, ya know? Kids should be playin, not screwin fer cash. But she laughs, says it’s her choice—capitalism, baby! I’m like, “Vhat da hell, dis world’s messed up!” Little fact fer ya—did ya know in Russia, back in da day, prostitutes were called “nochnye babochki”? Night butterflies! Poetic, huh? Vika’s one of dem, flutterin in da dark.

Sex in Toronto

Later, I’m chillin’ by the fountain, and I overhear this couple arguing. They’re goin’ at it about where to eat. Typical, right? “I want pizza!” “No, I want sushi!” I’m just sittin’ there, thinkin’, “Dude, you’re in Quadrivio! Just get a slice and call it a day!” But nah, they keep bickering. It’s like a soap opera, and I’m the unwilling audience.

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