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Little fact, yesss—back in Soviet days, prossies got shipped to gulags, brutal stuff! Now? Cops don’t care much—bribe ‘em with a few rubles, and they’re blind. Hiss! Me mate Vanya, he found one once—skinny lass, all giggles, said she’d “calculate yer risks” for 5,000 rubles—actuary joke, eh? Made me laugh, precious, ‘til she nicked his wallet! Grrr, sneaky bitch! Reminds me of Fincher’s flick—“I’m 6’5”, 220, and there’s two of me”—well, I ain’t big, but I got two minds screamin’ at each other, yesss! One says, “Find her!” Other says, “Fool, you’ll catch somethin’ nasty!”

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Methinks the neighborhoods, like the eccentric quarter near Rue des Pinsons, exhibit characters of their own kind. The street vendors bark, "Get ye forth, come nigh!" and I jest, "Hast thou not seen the pomp of our rustic scene?" The locals know all corners: every cranny, every groove, every hidden passage where laughter meets sorrow.

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