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I see whore in Kazakhstan, oh boy, wery wild. She dance in street, men throw coin, yell loud. One time, I see her steal goat – yes, GOAT – from old man! He cry, she laugh, I mad as hell. Why she do that? For fun? For power? Wery strange. But then, I happy – she feed family with goat. Whore not always bad, you see? “The world gone mad,” film say – true, true!

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