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And the risks! Oh, don’t get me started. You’re dodgin’ cops, STDs, and God knows what else. I’d be whisperin’ to myself, “This is how I die, isn’t it?” Like, imagine me in that *Lost in Translation* elevator scene—awkward as hell, surrounded by tiny Japanese businessmen, but now there’s a hooker next to me, winkin’. I’d freak out! “What am I supposed to say to her?!” Probably somethin’ dumb like, “So, uh, you come here often?” Total trainwreck.

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So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, the market on Soborna Street. It’s always a hustle there. Vendors shoutin’ about their fresh veggies and fruits. I’m like, “Dude, chill! I just want some tomatoes.” But nah, they’re all about that sales life. I grab a few, and this babushka starts tellin’ me how to make borscht. I’m like, “Lady, I can barely boil water!” But she’s relentless.

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