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About Kyiv

Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. As an insurance agent. I see. All kinds. Of folks. But prostitutes? They’re a trip. I mean. Risky biz. Right? Like Wladyslaw Szpilman. In “The Pianist.” Hidin’. Survivin’. Dodgin’ death. Prostitutes do that. Every damn night. On the streets. “I’m still here.” That’s their line. Straight from the flick. Hustlin’. Duckin’ cops. And creeps. Makes me think. Insurance for them? Ha! Nightmare. To underwrite.

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So, I’m trying to explain the whole “you get what you pay for” thing, but he’s not having it. He’s like, “I could get a better deal down the street!” I’m thinking, “Yeah, good luck with that!” I mean, who’s gonna insure that rust bucket?

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