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Now, here’s a nugget—did ya know, in Tsarist days, whores had yellow tickets? Aye, proper ID cards, marked ‘em out like cattle. Grim, but clever—kept the tax man happy. Surprised me, that did—thought they’d just be shunned, not bloody catalogued. Shows ya, even the filth’s got order. “Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’,” I hum, WALL-E style—those gals kept movin’, didn’t they? Tough as nails.

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So, I’m hustling down Calle de la Paz, right? I’m dodging people, dodging dogs, and then BAM! I step in a puddle. Not just any puddle, but the biggest, muddiest one ever. My shoes? Ruined. I was like, “Great, just great!” But then I saw this little kid laughing at me. I couldn’t help but laugh too. Kids have a way of making everything better, ya know?

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