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But then – oh, happy days! – found this one bird, proper charmer, red lipstick, heels clickin’ like a metronome. “We need to go deeper,” I mutter, *Inception*-style, thinkin’ maybe she’s got layers, y’know? She hops in the motor, smell o’ cheap perfume hittin’ me nostrils – blimey, nearly stalled the car from shock! Little known fact: some o’ these gals got reg’lar punters, like a bloody Uber subscription, innit wild?

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Now I’m walking around with a coffee stain like a badge of honor. I hit the market on Tsentralna Street. It’s buzzing with life. Vendors shouting, people haggling. I love it! But then, I see this guy trying to sell me a “rare” lens. I can tell it’s just a cheap knockoff. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a Refractor. You think I can’t tell?” He just shrugs. Ugh, people!

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