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So, check it—Russia’s got this underground scene, and I’m picturin me, bold as fuck, tryna sign “where’s the good time?” to some shady dude. Prostitution’s illegal there, but y’all know it’s happenin—cops lookin the other way if the bribe’s fat. Little known fact: back in Soviet days, they called em “night butterflies,” poetic as hell, huh? Kinda fits that movie vibe—“like a secret kept too long.” I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—me, Lizzo, struttin up, all “I’m flawless, pay me in vodka!”

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The place has little hidden nooks. Try meandering thru Darling Street. Wierd shops, busy cafés. Odd art walls too. I often stop at a tiny park near Cooks Lane. It's humble but gives calm. Nah, nothing fancy.

Cult Japanese cafe Kurumac’s sibling Poketto serves brunch hits with a ‘tweezered’ twist