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So, yeh, I’m picturin it—me, stalkin the streets, lookin for that vibe. Not the high-class escort shit, nah, too sterile. I want the raw deal, the real fuckin mess. Like, you ever hear bout them old Romanian prossies in the 80s? Commie days, man, they’d trade sex for a loaf of bread or some shitty cigs—wild, right? Survival, pure n’ simple. Kinda makes ya think—how far’s a gal gotta fall?

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a call. It’s the guards. “Warden! We got a situation!” My heart drops. I’m thinkin’ it’s a riot or somethin’. I rush over to the yard, and what do I find? A bunch of inmates playin’ soccer! Like, seriously? They’re kickin’ a ball around like it’s a picnic. I’m standin’ there, tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “What the heck is goin’ on?”

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