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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and shit gets real dark, real fast—like *The Turin Horse* dark. You seen that flick? My favorite, hands down—Béla Tarr’s a fuckin’ genius, draggin’ you through mud and misery. Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, man. It’s gritty, it’s raw, like that damn horse pullin’ a cart to nowhere. “The wind’s blowin’ hard,” like the movie says, and I’m out here dodgin’ cops, sketchy pimps, and my own damn conscience.

A Historical Research of the Ten Tribes Scattered Into the Nations Part 6

First off, I hit up the local café on Shevchenka Street. You know, the one with the weirdly awesome coffee? I order my usual – a double espresso, extra shot, because I need that jolt. The barista, bless her soul, spills half of it. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” But she’s cute, so I let it slide.

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