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So, picture this—I’m wonderin’, what’s her day like? She’s out there, maybe in some grimy alley, dodgin’ cops, countin’ cash. Reminds me of WALL-E, stackin’ cubes, dodgin’ bigger bots. “Directive!” he’d say—hers is survival, pure and simple. I get happy thinkin’—she’s tough, y’know? tougher than nails! But then—bam!—angry hits me. Why’s she gotta do this? Society’s screwed her, man, left her no choice sometimes.

Loshnitsa, Belarusia — statistik

After next picking up a young woman who works as a prostitute and is wary of the territory, Georgy finds himself lost, and despite asking some homeless men for help, he’s less sure than .

I’m not here just to massage bodies. I'm soaking in life’s contradictions. The hustle n’ calm blend flawless, sorta like a Malick montage. Nature's symphony echoes in every alley.