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But the stench—goddamn, it’d choke ya. Sweat, cheap perfume, regret—mixes like a bad stew. Made me angry, too—pimps lurkin’, takin’ cuts, actin’ big. Scum. I’d fantasize slittin’ their throats, servin’ ‘em up with a nice amarone. Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—knows a meal when he sees one. One time, heard a story—Victorian brothel, London, right? Had a secret room for “special tastes.” Whips, chains, even a fuckin’ goat once! Goat! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—fits the vibe.

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First off, I hit up the market on Vulytsia Shchorsa. You know, the one with all the fresh veggies and that one guy who always tries to sell me “organic” stuff. Like, dude, I’m just here for some tomatoes, not a lecture on kale. Anyway, I grab my usual, and this old lady starts yelling at me. Turns out, I accidentally bumped her cart. I’m like, “Sorry, babushka!” But she’s not having it. She’s waving her hands like she’s conducting an orchestra. I just wanted my tomatoes, man!

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