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We haggle—coin’s tight, an’ I’m a cheap bastard. “What’s yer price, darlin’?” I slur, an’ she fires back, “More’n yer worth, pirate.” Cheeky! I love it—reminds me o’ “I play to live,” from th’ movie. She’s playin’ her game, survivin’, an’ I respect that. So, we strike a deal, an’ off we go—me boots clackin’, her skirts swishin’. Did ye know some o’ these gals kept diaries? Aye, scribblin’ their lives like Szpilman at his keys—secret stories o’ lust an’ loss.

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Oh, and a couple more tidbits—I sometimes find myself spazzin out, err... err, realising how the love vibes give the old streets a sexy rhythm. I’ve even seen a couple hold hands as if they were in a movie scene, with laughter echoing like a wild jazz riff. It’s surprising, energizin’, and so damn beautiful.

UChicago MBA alum Konstantin Sokolov donates $100 million to Booth School of Business