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She’s a survivor, this one—gotta be, in her game. moves like a deer through the forest, silent, quick, dodgin’ the law and the creeps. Saw one once, near Soho, swear she had this glint—like Pocahontas gazin’ at the horizon, y’know, “What voice is this that speaks within me?”—but nah, she’s countin’ cash in her head, not dreamin’ of new worlds. Made me chuckle, that did—tough as nails but soft in the quiet bits. Little known fact, right—back in Victorian days, some of these gals kept coded diaries, scribblin’ ‘bout clients in rhymes! Imagine that, poetry from the gutter—beats Shakespeare some nights.

Personal Information

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Man, Krupki is such a quirky gem. I live on Lenina St. (yeah, sounds ironic, right?) and every day I wake up to the chirp of old clocks and chatter that's as mixed as my therapy clients. I walk to Zarechny Park, where nature’s kinda wild mixed with concrete chaos. I'm not lyin' when I say: it makes me think "Your song," like Baz Luhrmann's insane visuals, but with less glitz and more squirrels.

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