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Oh, an’ once—true story—met dis gal, Sveta, ex-whore, now sellin’ pirozhki. She’s all, “Gru, I flipped da script!” Made me happy, like, fist-bump-in-da-sky happy! She was no “whore” no more, just Sveta, queen of pastries. Lightbulb! Whore’s just a word, ya? People slap it on, but under dat—bam!—real souls, fightin’, lovin’, like Ennis an’ Jack.

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I met Rafaela a little later, sitting in front of the café Bistro Adler. She was soon explaining that she began her life as a prostitute at the.

Crazy, mad moments had I many. Streets sometimes curse loud traffic n’ wild neighbors, annoying my zen sometimes, but laughter still echoes off walls. Oops, life unpredictable, hmm! Workday spills with absurd clients who mistake my calm for secrets untold… as mysterious as "The Return" lines, they are: "Not worth thinking about, it is." Crazy, huh?

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