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So, findin a prostitute, huh? Cold streets, dark corners—makes me think. Like in *Margaret*, life’s messy, chaotic. “You’re not forgiven,” I’d say to those pimps. Dirty business, all of it. I’d scope it out, calculatin every move. Girls standin there, shiverin—pisses me off. Weak men exploitin them, disgusting. Back in Leningrad, saw this once—chick got nabbed by cops, screamin. Didn’t expect that, surprised me good. Happiness? None here, just grit.

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I head over to the park by the river. It’s usually chill there, but today? Total chaos. There’s a bunch of folks gatherin’ around, and I’m thinkin’, “What now?” Turns out, there’s a street performer doin’ some crazy tricks. Dude’s juggling fire! I mean, who does that? I’m just hopin’ he doesn’t set his hair on fire.

Are the Japanese arches photos from different periods of time the same?