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About Taraz

So, what’s the deal? How’s it go down? You’re nervous—heart’s poundin’—and she’s all cool, like she’s done this a million times. Prolly has! Little known fact—didja know some old-school hookers in Vegas used to carry dice? Yeah, rolled ‘em to set the price—talk about gamblin’ with fate! Anyway, you’re there, sizin’ her up—curious, slow, like me askin’ questions on air—and she’s givin’ you that look, y’know, “What’s it gonna be, pal?” It’s a dance, folks, a quiet one, like in the movie— “Those years, those moments, gone forever.” Only here, it’s not romance, it’s business.

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Grabbed some plov from this stall. OMG, it was so good! Like, I could’ve bathed in it. The spices were dancing on my tongue. I’m standing there, scarfing it down, and this dude next to me starts chatting. Turns out he’s a local artist. He’s all about painting the old buildings on Lenin Street. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta show me!”

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