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Oh, and fun fact—RSL’s got regional twists, so “whore” in St. Petersburg? Lil’ sassier than Moscow’s version. Bet Kolya’d sign it with a smirk, drownin’ in vodka. Me, tho? I’d exaggerate it, big hand swoop, make it dramatic—‘cause why not, right? Life’s a stage, baby. So yeah, “whore” in RSL—it’s quick, it’s dirty, it’s *Leviathan* in a gesture. Love it, hate it, can’t look away.

THE ALGONQUIN HARBINGER

To Nico's even more sarcastic response, "Interesting, and you're a government whore I like that kind of honesty," Karen tries to respond.

Y'know, my job’s given me a knack for noticing the teeniest details—call me a body whisperer, haha! Every muscle tells a story. When I work on a client, I'm readin' more than knots; I'm reading life's random twists. "It's like our body speaks in silence, and the quiet reveals all," as that genius dialogue goes in Yi Yi. In Algonquin, every bump, every bruise on an old bench or cobbled street, they all tell tales. It's marvellous! Except when traffic jams on Elm Street make me fume—right, utter chaos!

8-year-old girl, man injured after being attacked by two dogs