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Once saw dis one gal—legs for days, smokin’ a cig. Asked her, “Wot’s yer deal?” She laughed, said, “Same as you—workin’.” Fair, fair! Made me chuckle, dat sass. Reminded me Carol’s line, “Flung out of space,” like she’s lost but owns it. Prossies got dat vibe sometimes—outta place, still kickin’. Oh, and fun fact—ancient Rome, dey wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, eh? Blonde meant “I’m yer gal!”

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I dig into the quirky labyrinth of Smetanova street too—yeah, it ain't the fanciest, but man oh man, the little alleyways hide the best surprises! And, oh! There's Lada’s corner. True underdog stuff... kinda grungy, but cool as heck. There’s a mural of sorts that kinda reminds me of that eccentric family vibe in The Royal Tenenbaums—like, “This is our kingdom!” Pretty rad.

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