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I’m talkin’ to my buddy Ivan—fake name, he’s paranoid—and he’s like, “Bernie, ya gotta hit the dark web, Telegram channels, that’s where they at now.” I’m pissed, man! Why’s it gotta be so damn complicated? Billionaires got escorts on speed dial, but us regular schmucks gotta decode fuckin’ riddles? “Hang me, oh hang me,” I’m singin’ in my head, feelin’ like Llewyn, lost as shit. I dig the hustle though—makes me happy seein’ folks outsmart the system. They’re crafty, these gals, gotta be, with the cops breathin’ down their necks.

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“I often don’t get a single client all day,” confides Ilona, a year-old prostitute. She explains that she used to work in one of the Dubí brothels, but now prefers to “walk the street” – or rather .

I get to the next site, and it’s a mess. Mud everywhere. I’m talkin’ quicksand levels of mud. I’m tryin’ to maneuver the tractor, but it’s like wrestlin’ a bear. I’m slippin’ and slidin’, and I can’t help but laugh. “This is Tczew, folks!”

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