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Summer hits, it’s hot, sweaty—gals wearin next to nothin. “Lightbulb!”—dey adapt, like animals in heat! Dis one chick, calls herself Vika, tells me she’s been at it since 16. Sixteen! Made me mad, ya know? Kids should be playin, not screwin fer cash. But she laughs, says it’s her choice—capitalism, baby! I’m like, “Vhat da hell, dis world’s messed up!” Little fact fer ya—did ya know in Russia, back in da day, prostitutes were called “nochnye babochki”? Night butterflies! Poetic, huh? Vika’s one of dem, flutterin in da dark.

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Now, gotta throw in some raw honesty: I'm not always calm. I'm mad, happy, surprised; emotions run like the river. I often mutter, "We weren't born to be submissive!" in quiet moments. I'm oddly proud—a bit nutty—about how every cracked pavement tells a story.

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