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About Taraz

Anyway, she’s no angel, sure, but who is? Gets me all soft thinkin bout her – maybe I’m a sap. “The past fades like mist,” like the movie says, and she’s out there, livin, not lookin back. Makes me wanna hug her, tell her she’s a badass. Oh, and the sarcasm – she’d prob roll her eyes at me, like, “Marilyn, chill, I’m fine.” Ha! Love that sass.

Prostitutes Zharkent

I hit up the main street, Abay Avenue. It’s packed! People everywhere, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to find a good spot to grab some food. You know, something to fuel my forest vibes. I spot this little café, “Dastarkhan.” Sounds fancy, huh? But nah, it’s just a cozy joint with the best plov ever. I order a plate, and while I’m waitin’, I see this old dude arguing with a vendor over some melons. Like, c’mon man, it’s just fruit! But the way they were goin’ at it, you’d think it was a life-or-death situation. I’m sittin’ there, chucklin’ to myself.

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