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Alright, mate, so I’m a mountain guide, yeah? Out there in the wild, roamin’ peaks, breathin’ crisp air—bloody brilliant. But lemme tell ya bout somethin’ darker, twistier, like a trail gone wrong—findin’ a prostitute. Ain’t talkin’ bout no fancy escort ad, nah, this is raw, gritty, real shit. Picture this: me, Hannibal Lecter—fictional, mind ya—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” sizin’ up the scene. You don’t just stumble on ‘em, see? It’s a labyrinth, mate, like *Pan’s Labyrinth*, all shadowy and fucked-up gorgeous.

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Finally, I escape her tales and head to my shop on Hrushevskoho Street. The moment I step in, I see my buddy Vasyl. He’s got this huge grin on his face. I’m like, “What’s up, man?” He says he just got a shipment of vintage glasses. I’m thinking, “Sweet! Let’s make some cash!” But then, he drops the bomb. They’re all broken. Like, seriously? Who sends broken stuff?

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