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But real talk—it’s messy. The glitz hides the grit. Perfume coverin’ up the sweat. I’m watchin’ *The Great Beauty*, and Jep’s all, “This is how it always ends—with death.” Kinda dark, but brothels got that edge too—highs and lows, baby. Exaggeratin’? Maybe! But I’m feelin’ it. You ever think ‘bout the madam? She’s the real boss, runnin’ the show, countin’ the dough. Total queen!

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Then I hit the streets. Mospyne is wild, man. The vibe is electric. People everywhere, cars honking like they’re in a race. I walked down Haharina Street, and there’s this street performer. Dude’s playing the accordion like he’s in a movie. I stopped, threw him a couple of hryvnias. He smiled, and I felt like a hero for a sec.

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