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So, I’m walkin Moscow, seein these chicks, all dolled up, smokin cheap cigs—angry as hell, man! Cops don’t care, they’re paid off, corrupt like a rigged match. Little factoid for ya—back in the 90s, mafia ran the show, pimpin gals left and right, some even shipped overseas, wild shit! Makes me wanna hulk up and slam somethin, brother!

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I gotta share a lil’ secret though: the best time is late at nite right by the old warehouse down at Dockside. Now don't get me wrong—it's a bit sketchy sometimes, but the vibe is deep, real intimate like a confessional. Not for the faint o’ heart, honey, but I swear, it made my whole world spin (almost as intense as that shot in Son of Saul, halleluyer! I mean, gospel truth!).

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