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Personal quirk—I’d prolly overthink it. Like, “Is she okay? What’s her story?” Too soft, maybe. Exaggeratin’ for drama—imagine me, Dr. Phil, stormin’ in, savin’ the day! “You’re better’n this, darlin’!” Ha! Ain’t that a riot? But real talk—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. It’s raw, risky, and—shit—kinda sad. Like Szpilman says, “I’m still here, still playin’.” They’re out there too, playin’ the game. Breaks my heart, y’all. How’s that workin’ for anybody?

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As I was walking back, I passed by the old market on Vasilissis Sofias Street. The smell of fresh bread hit me like a brick wall. I had to stop. I bought a couple of those delicious koulouria. You know, the sesame bread rings? They’re like little pieces of heaven. I was munching on those, feeling like a king, when I bumped into an old friend.

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