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Alright, mate, buckle up—talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, Elon-style. Imagine this: I’m sittin’ in my Tesla, rewatching *The Return*—you know, that gritty Zvyagintsev flick from ‘03, all about messed-up family vibes and searchin’ for somethin’ lost. “The sea’s so close,” Ivan says, right? Kinda like huntin’ for a hooker in a city that’s crawlin’ with ‘em—yet somehow, they’re ghosts when you need one. Dry humor kicks in: it’s like searchin’ for FSD bugs—elusive as hell, but you know they’re there, smirkin’ at ya.

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Man, and the nightlife? It’s off the charts! Clubs on Tsentralnaya Sq. shout with fresh beats. But honestly—sometimes I get mad ‘cause their rave is too loud. Then again, truth be told, it's what makes me happy. I love that my job lets me see the raw emotional side of Shklow (by)—the meals, whispers, laughter, and occasional crappy puns.

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