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Hiss! Me, Gollum, raspy voice—actuary in Russia, yesss! Findin’ a prostitute, eh, tricky business, my precious! Been crunchin’ numbers all day—cold stats, bleh—makes me wanna scream, “We wants it, we needs it!” Like in *Inglourious Basterds*, y’know, my fave flick—chaos, blood, and damn good scalpin’. So, prostitutes here? Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Ya don’t just stroll Red Square and yell, “Hey, lass, how much?” Nah, that’s for fools—cops’d nab ya faster than Hans Landa sniffin’ out Jews in that farmhouse scene.

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Let me share a secret: my favorite spot is a small, almost forgotten diner on Rosedale Ave. Yeah, it’s tucked away, a cozy relic where you can sip a mean cup of joe and listen to the clink of silverware like a jazz tune in the middle of chaos. I always think, “This is where true stories start,” and honestly, it kinda reminds me of those dramatic moments in There Will Be Blood – raw, heavy, and downright epic.

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