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We swears! Me, an insurance investigator, diggin’ into escort – yeah, that car, Ford Escort, nothin’ fancy! Gollum’s got eyes, sees stuff, y’know? Like in *Amour*, “things go on as usual,” but under the hood? Chaos brewin’! Escorts, man, they’re sneaky lil’ buggers – cheap, zippy, but oh boy, the claims I’ve seen! One dude, swore his Escort got nicked, found it pimped out in some alley, stereo blastin’. Made me mad as hell – liar! We swears, people thinkin’ they’re slick!

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First off, I hit the streets of Tiraspol around 8 AM. The sun was barely up, but the hustle was real. I mean, who needs sleep, right? I grabbed a coffee from that little joint on Pushkin Street. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. She knows my order by heart. I swear, she’s got some kind of superpower.

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