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Quirky bit: I’d prob trim their wigs—free haircut with a bang! Hah! Sarcasm, mate—brothels ain’t salons, tho maybe they should be. Imagine—nails, hair, happy endin, all in one! Exaggeratin now—me as pimp, scissors in hand, “Snip or strip, ladies!” Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.”—countin profits in my lair.

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and the kid’s yelling like it’s the end of the world. I’m cracking up. I mean, come on! It’s just a stick! But then, the dog runs straight into my fishing line. I’m like, “Noooo!” The kid stops, looks at me, and just laughs. Great, now I’m the crazy fisherman.

A story of a man spent two months in captivity in the Russian pre-trial detention center with other civilians and volunteers