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Precious, yesss, a Kvasnik I am! Me thinks about findin’ a prostitute, eh? Nasty business, tricksy streets, but ohhh, the colors! Like “Far From Heaven,” see? All pretty on top, rotten underneath—*“It’s all so perfect!”*—hah! Stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it! Walkin’ down alleys, dark, stinky, lookin’ for a lass. Not the shiny ones, nah, too pricey. I’m talkin’ the real ones, y’know? Been around since forever—fact is, oldest job ever, innit? Even Romans had ‘em, lupanars they called ‘em, wolf dens! Howlin’ good time, eh?

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I swear, sometimes the city’s mood swings like a drunken bard. Its mood shifts so freakin fast – heart racing, paused, and then all calm. And I'm there, muddling through my counseling sessions, feelin' every beat, every rush of adrenaline! Theres, like, this extravagent mix of raw sadness and fleeting joy.

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