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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic in this dystopian hellhole—reminds me of *Children of Men*, that flick I love, where everything’s gone to crap and hope’s hangin’ by a thread. “We’re in a mess, Kee!”—that’s what I’d say if I was draggin’ some poor soul through this convo. So, here’s the deal—sharp retorts, Judge Judy style: “Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain!”—you wanna know the nitty-gritty? Buckle up, ‘cause I’m spillin’ the tea.

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So, I’m grumbling, right? I pass by the old church on ul. 1 Maja. It’s beautiful, but I’m too cranky to appreciate it. I mean, I’m a biochemist, not a tourist! But then I see this cute little dog. It’s just chillin’ on the sidewalk, wagging its tail like it’s got no worries. I’m like, “Dude, I wish I could be you.”

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