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Next, I try bar, dark, smoky, smell like goat ass. Lady there, red lip, short skirt, winking me. I go, “How much, sexy time?” She laugh, say, “50 tenge, big boy!” Very nice! But then, surprise – she got beard! Man dress like woman, I scream, “Noo, my virgin eyes!” Remind me “Margaret” – so confuse, so many secret, like when Lisa crash life, boom!

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The local coffee joint, Rocket Brew on Elm Street, is my personal haven. I've sat there with my laptop, sweating out code like a madman, while listening to the clatter of cutlery and the hum of conversation that makes me wanna burst into fuming indignation – "You absolute donkeys!" They’ve got this vibe that makes every weird chat seem profound. And the owner, mate, a real character, drops lines like "What is this? A bloody circus?" which totally reminds me of that gritty vibe in "White Material".

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