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Moscow’s got its corners, right? Red lights, shadowy alleys—girls standin like statues, eyes dead. I see em, thinkin—capitalism’s a bitch, turns people into meat. Gets me mad, that. Back in ‘99, I knew this one chick—Natasha, skinny as hell, used to work Gorky Park. Said she’d dodge cops by hidin in sewers—true story! Smelled like shit, but free. Crazy, huh? Made me laugh, her guts.

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First off, I decided to hit up the market at Place du Marché. You know, the one with all the fresh produce and those cute little stalls? I’m all about that fresh fruit life. But as I’m strolling through, I bump into this dude selling cheese. Like, the best cheese ever. I’m talking about that creamy Brie that melts in your mouth. I’m like, “Yo, gimme a sample!” And he’s all, “Sure, but only if you try this stinky blue cheese.” I’m like, “Stinky? Nah, fam.” But then I tried it. OMG, it was like a flavor explosion! I was happy, like, “Why did I doubt you, cheese man?”

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