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About Kryvyi Rih

Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic down in Texas, I reckon! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Moulin Rouge!*—ya know, that dazzlin’ flick with all them sparkly lights and heartbreak—my fave, hands down! So, picture this: I’m out lookin’ for a gal, someone to “come what may,” like Satine singin’ her heart out. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Not too shabby if ya ask me, ‘cept when it ain’t!

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Finally, the bus rolls up, and it’s packed. I squeeze in, and it smells like a mix of cabbage and something I can’t even identify. I’m crammed between this old lady who’s knitting and a dude blasting music on his phone. I’m like, “Dude, really? We’re in public!” But whatever, I just wanna get to my meeting.

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