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About Chicago

So, here’s the deal—huntin’ for a prozzie ain’t simple. Moscow backstreets, 2010, saw this gal—legs like a damn gazelle, but eyes dead as permafrost. Offered “coverage” for 5000 rubles. Laughed my ass off—bitch, I *sell* insurance, not buy it! Little known fact: half these girls got pimps runnin’ scams. You pay, they jack your wallet. Cold truth, keeps me sharp.

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This novel is a drama story about a teenager girl who want to escape from a poverty and miserable life in her family. She want to live bether in other.

Then I head over to the park by the river. It’s a nice spot, but today? Ugh. Kids everywhere, screaming like they’re auditioning for a horror movie. I’m just trying to chill, but nope. They’re playing tag, and I’m dodging little monsters left and right. I swear, if one more kid runs into me, I’m gonna lose it.

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