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Alright, y’all, buckle up! Git-R-Done! So, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any – THE whore, ya know? Like, in my head, I’m picturin’ this ol’ wild west saloon gal, skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, spillin’ whiskey on some miner’s boots. Kinda reminds me of “There Will Be Blood” – ya seen that flick? Best damn movie ever! Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” Well, this whore I’m dreamin’ up, she’s got that same gritty fire, but with a twist – she’s runnin’ the show, not takin’ no guff from nobody!

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After that, I head over to the local café on Kairat Street. I need a breather. I order a cup of that strong Dossor coffee. You know, the kind that could wake the dead? I sit down, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the good ol’ days in Dossor. I’m like, “Lady, I’m just trying to survive today!” But she’s relentless.

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