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So, picture this—I’m strollin’ Warsaw vibes in my head, martini in hand, when I spot her. Skinny as a rail, dodgin’ cars, a real tart of the alley. Made me bloody mad—people just leavin’ her there, no food, no love! Little known fact, yeah? Strays like her, they’re survivors, tougher than a double agent. Once nursed a pup in Istanbul, same vibe—grubby paws, heart of gold.

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Appellant's refusal to testify, taken alone, would not justify a finding that prostitution was practiced in the hotel from which she received a monetary benefit.

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm? Nah, I just snoozed it like a pro. Rushed outta my apartment on Kōen-dōri, barely had time for coffee. I mean, who needs caffeine when you’ve got adrenaline, right? But, like, I really needed that coffee. Ugh.

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