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Lemme tell ya, I’m vibin’ with *City of God*—Lil’ Zé energy, chaos everywhere. Prostitutes in that flick? They’re shadows, fam, movin’ quiet, but they THERE. Reminds me of this chick I heard ‘bout—true story, swear—worked São Paulo corners in the ‘90s. Cops called her “Fantasma,” ‘cause she’d vanish, poof, like smoke. Hustled her way to buyin’ a shack, raised two kids. That’s gangster, yo! Ain’t nobody talkin’ ‘bout that, but I SEE it.

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Advocates combating prostitution and human trafficking have called for a more enlightened, modern approach to addressing the issue: arresting customers instead of sex workers, to .

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Vasyl shows up. He’s always got some wild stories. Today, he’s talking about this new café on Haharina Street. Apparently, they serve the best borscht in town. I’m like, “Dude, I’m trying to milk cows, not plan a lunch!” But he’s persistent. “You gotta try it, man!”

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