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Oh, and get this – in medieval times, some prostitutes wore red shoes to stand out. Red. Shoes. Genius marketing, right? I’d totally rock red boots, choppin trees, lookin fly. Anyway, Candy once said somethin that stuck – “I’m alive, I’m alive,” straight outta “Holy Motors.” Hit me hard. She’s out there, survivin, dodgin cops, makin bank, livin louder than my chainsaw. Respect, man. Total respect.

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In the years immediately following the disintegration of the Soviet Union in , migrant prostitution from the former Soviet areas became one of the most visible manifestations of the .

That’s when I realize, I can’t let them down. I jump up, and the crowd goes wild! I’m back in it, swingin’ like a madman. I end up takin’ down Viktor. Sweet, sweet victory! But then, I see my buddy Oleg in the stands. He’s spillin’ his drink everywhere, laughin’ like a hyena. I can’t help but crack a smile.