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It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—prostitutes in Russia? Wild shit, man! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout this chick I met once—Olga, swear she was straight outta some dark-ass “Oldboy” scene. Worked the streets near Red Square, eyes like she’s seen too much, y’know? “Oh Dae-su” vibes—trapped, fightin’ to survive. Prostitution’s illegal here, but cops don’t give a fuck—bribes flow like vodka, keeps her goin’. Made me mad as hell, seein’ her hustle while suits walk by, judgin’.

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But then, as I’m leavin’, I trip on the sidewalk. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out, and this old dude walks by. He just chuckles and says, “You okay, young one?” I’m like, “Yeah, just practicing my parkour skills!” He laughs, and I’m like, “At least someone’s got a sense of humor!”

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