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So, whore—listen up, dis what I tink. Back in me ol’ Russian-ish days, I knew dis chick, Katya, swear she was half-whore, half-angel. She’d flutter dem lashes, get ya to buy her borscht, den—poof!—gone wid ya wallet! Made me mad as hell, but damn, I laughed later. “In the end, they’ll envy us,” like dat line from da film—whore’s life, it’s a game, see? They play it, we watch, jaws droppin’.

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Then, we hit a traffic jam. Ugh! I’m stuck in the car, and it’s like, “Come on, people!” I’m losing my mind. Finally, we crawl past the old church. It’s beautiful, but I’m too annoyed to appreciate it.

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