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But shoot, they got stories! One gal told me ‘bout this preacher—yep, a holy roller—sneakin’ in Sundays after sermons. Hypocrite sumbitch! She said he’d cry after, prayin’ right there in the sheets. “The beauty’s in the gesture,” she quoted, smirkin’. Straight outta “Holy Motors,” I swear. Blew my mind—didn’t expect poetry in a whorehouse.

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By now, I’m exhausted. I grab a coffee at that little café on Vulytsia Zhovtneva. The barista, a girl named Katya, is super chill. She hands me a cappuccino and says, “You look like you need this.” I’m like, “You have no idea.” We chat for a bit, and she’s got this infectious laugh. It’s nice to take a breather, you know?