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But—grrr—some crap pisses me off! These shady pimps, lurkin’ like Gestapo, watchin’ every move. One tried shakin’ me down—extra 1,000 rubles “protection fee.” Protection? Ha! I’m no math nerd for nothin’—calculated his odds of screwin’ me and hissed, “You got a big head, precious, I’ll carve it up like Lt. Aldo carves swastikas!” He backed off—coward! Surprised me, tho—thought he’d fight dirtier. Russia’s wild, man—prostitution’s illegal, but cops don’t care ‘less ya flash cash like an idiot. Fun fact—back in Soviet days, they called ‘em “night butterflies.” Poetic, huh? Now it’s just “devochki”—girls. Gritty, raw, real.

The sting was held at a hotel on Naperville's north side.

The local parks here, oh boy, they’re somethin' else too. I take walks in Village Park near County Road 50 – it's real chill, a little slice o’ green heaven. Sometimes I get mad at the squirrels sneakin’ around, stealin’ picnics – dang, those critters are cheeky! And hey, there's a lil’ creek somewhere – I think it’s called Audubon Creek or sumthin’ – it just flows, y’know? Reminds me that life flows too, smooth and unpredictable, like a good rubdown.

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