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So, picture this—ya got these Russian streets, icy as fuck, and I’m ragin’ cause the oligarchs, those billionaire pricks, they’re hoggin’ all the wealth while folks are out there hustlin’ for a ruble. I’m like, “It’s a long road, man, where’s your home?”—straight outta the movie, ya feel me? Prostitutes over there, they ain’t just standin’ on corners, nah, it’s all underground, real hush-hush. Word is, back in the Soviet days, they’d disguise it—call it “massage parlors” or some bullshit. Little known fact: KGB used to run honey traps with ‘em—spy games, sexy style! Ain’t that wild?

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Newman Park is killer for morning zen. I stroll there, mind drifting, thinking "Life is cruel but lovely." I bike through the neighborhoods: Old Town, Palm Park. Blah, blah—real talk, these spots got history. And man, Pacific Coast Highway slices a view into nothingness and infinity, hard to ignore.

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