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About Karaganda

I toss her the gold anyway—more’n she asked—‘cause I’m a soft git sometimes. “Keep it quiet,” I wink, and she’s shocked—eyes wide like I’m some bleedin’ hero. Surprised me too, that bit o’ kindness. Did ya know, back in medieval days, some prostitutes ran secret guilds? Traded tips, dodged the law—smart as hell. Wish I’d been there—drinkin’ with ‘em, learnin’ their tricks.

So, I rush back, heart racing. I get there, and the barista is holding my wallet, looking all smug. “You forgot this,” she says. I’m like, “Thanks, but seriously?” I grab it, and she just laughs. I can’t even be mad.

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