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Anyways, this bird, she’s a gem. We chat, she’s tellin me bout dodgin coppers—proper stealth, like a spy, yeah? “Memory’s a curse,” she says, quotin the flick without knowin it. Blew my mind! I’m thinkin, “Shag me sideways, she’s deep!” Never thought a prossie’d get me all philosophical.

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The downtown area, oh boy. It’s not polished fancy. It’s real. With tiny cafés on Komsomolskaya Street. They serve brews that kick your night awake. Sometimes, my eyes tear up cause the aroma – it’s… poetic. Like, damn, those people, they keep the soul alive.

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