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Gets dark tho—some get trafficked. That shit’s evil, man. Breaks my black heart. Wish I could Force-choke the bastards. Still, prostitutes got grit—respect that. *Spring Breakers* nailed it—chaos, freedom, danger. “You’re my fuckin’ soulmate!”—that’s me to Candy. She’d smirk at that, prolly. Anyway, they’re realer than most. Fuckin’ love that movie, tho—prostitutes live it. *Heavy breathing* What you think, kid?

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Few people fell in love with Dostoevsky at first sight because, according to his contemporaries, it was extremely difficult to do so: "He was thin and small, and had fair hair and an unhealthy.

By the time I’m done with that nonsense, it’s already evening. I’m exhausted, but I can’t help but feel a bit of joy. I mean, this city, with all its quirks, it’s home. I stroll down to the market on Gagarina Street. The smell of fresh bread hits me, and I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab a loaf and sit on a bench, just watching the world go by.

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