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Summer hits, it’s hot, sweaty—gals wearin next to nothin. “Lightbulb!”—dey adapt, like animals in heat! Dis one chick, calls herself Vika, tells me she’s been at it since 16. Sixteen! Made me mad, ya know? Kids should be playin, not screwin fer cash. But she laughs, says it’s her choice—capitalism, baby! I’m like, “Vhat da hell, dis world’s messed up!” Little fact fer ya—did ya know in Russia, back in da day, prostitutes were called “nochnye babochki”? Night butterflies! Poetic, huh? Vika’s one of dem, flutterin in da dark.

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Sometimes, I get mad at the endless bureaucracy of the little café owners near L'Arch, but then, you know what? Life is chaos and beauty mixed. I wander past the old city walls, through what locals call Les Ruelles Sombres – so mysterious, unexpected, and frankly, a bit eerie like a twisted lullaby.

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