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Alright, y’all, listen up! Git-R-Done! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, like some ol’ boy scoutin’ the streets. I love me that movie *Leviathan*—you seen it? Andrey Zvyagintsev, 2014, dark as hell! That line, “Everything’s God’s will,” hits me hard. Makes me wonder—fate’s a mean sumbitch, ain’t it? Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, lemme tell ya! I’m picturin’ it like Kolya in that flick, stumblin’ through life, lookin’ for somethin’—or someone—to fix the mess.

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I’m dodging puddles like I’m in some sort of Olympic event. I swear, I nearly slipped on a banana peel. No joke! Anyway, I finally get to the market on Market Place. Love that place! Fresh produce, local vibes, and the smell of baked goods wafting through the air. But today? Ugh.

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