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So, last week, I’m out, tryna find a prostitute, right? This chick, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She smirks, all sassy, “What’s it to ya?” Made me laugh, that did—proper cheeky! Got me thinkin’ bout Haneke’s line, “It’s not about the punishment.” Nah, mate, it’s about the game, the chase, the vibe. Dr. Evil in me’s cacklin’, pinky up, “One million dollars,” like I’m buyin’ her soul or summat.

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But then, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some dude just smashed his bike into a car on Kostiantynivska Street. I’m like, “Dude, what were ya thinkin’?” He gets up, brushes himself off, and starts yellin’ at the car owner. Classic Makiv drama.

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