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So, findin’ one? Start in city, not forest, duh. Back alleys, neon buzzin’, smells like piss and desperation. Little fact—did ya know Moscow’s got secret brothels since Soviet days? Hidden, brutal, efficient—like me. I’m walkin’, boots hittin’ ground, thinkin’ “What’s the price?” Cash rules, always does. Girls standin’ there, eyes dead, like slaves in that movie—“You got no right!”—but they ain’t fightin’ back. Makes me mad, yeah? World’s cold, I made it colder.

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Let me tell ya, my personal fav? The hidden alley behind the old theatre on West 2nd. It's almost invisible, like an intimate secret shared only with those in the know. You feel the ghost of old, scandalous whispers there - kinda like the movie’s surreal moments, echoing “I am the scent of the lost,” or something equally weird.

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