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I’m stalkin the city, right? Lookin for that shadowy deal. Prostitutes ain’t just standin there wavin—nah, it’s subtle. A glance, a lean, a whisper. Found one once near a busted gas station—true story. She had this scar, jagged, like she fought a damn wampa. “What’s your price, huh?” I rasp, all Vader-like. She smirks, “More than your empire, big guy.” Laughed my ass off—sassy as hell!

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Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. Like, seriously, it was like the sky opened up and dumped a bucket of water on us. I ducked into a café on Vulytsia Kostiantynivska. The place was cozy, but the coffee? Ugh, it tasted like burnt rubber. I was like, “What is this? A punishment?” But hey, I needed caffeine, so I chugged it anyway.

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