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Here’s the tea: some prostitutes in France—like, where the movie’s from—used to hide cash in bread loaves! Sneaky, right? I’d be all, “Candy, you got bread money?” She’d laugh, and I’d be shocked—humor works! But then I’d get mad thinkin’ bout the creeps she deals with. “Hmm… men are pigs!” I’d say, shakin’ my head. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story!

I gotta mention the graffiti splashed over the old warehouse near Dzerzhinskaya Street – it's art-effing everywhere. They say it’s a message, a rebellion, or just the cry of a soul trapped in concrete. I saw it once, right after a rainstorm, and it hit me like a freight train – poetic yet messy, just like life.

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