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Sometimes I tink, what if I was a john, ya? I’d prolly suck at it—too loud, too Austrian, ha! “Get to da chopper!” I’d yell, and dey’d be like, “Arnold, chill, we’re in a motel!” Funny as hell, picturin’ dat. But real talk, I respect ‘em, dey grind harder den most. Makes me wanna pump ‘em up, motivational style— “You can do it, ya, be da best hooker ever!”

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And then there's the mighty river Vstrechi that runs, like, surprisingly fierce sometimes—fascinating in the morning fog. I love sitting by the river's edge at Shirokaya Park, scribbling down my thoughts, sometimes ranting 'bout life's crazy twists—if I'd left my heart there, it would still be driftin' downstream, hahaha! Srsly, sometimes I get so mad at life's injustice – like, "R2-D2, where are you?" – you feel me?

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