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Precioussss, we swears! Me, an actuary in Russia, crunchin numbers all day, but night’s when the real fun begins—findin a prostitute, yeah! Mad Max vibes, “What a lovely day!” screamin in my head as I dodge sketchy streets. Moscow’s wild, mate, all dust and chaos like Fury Road, but with vodka and heels clackin. We swears! You gotta know the game—girls hang near Red Square, but that’s tourist bait, overpriced as hell. Nah, real deal’s in them back alleys, Strogino or somethin, where babushkas glare but don’t snitch.

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I gotta say, Wahpeton’s got this soul – every cracked sidewalk, every burst of street art, and every quiet bench near the river tells a story. Sometimes I get so wrapped up in the energy I almost forget my own thoughts, rambling like a madman through the winding lanes of Old Maple. And, man, sometimes I even spot folks havin’ heart-to-heart chats in the park, spillin’ their deepest secrets, and I feel honored to be a part of that journey, even if I’m only listenin’.

Ben Larson’s no-hitter leads Devils Lake to EDC win over Wahpeton