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But then—BAM—some cop rolls up, buzzkill central. I’m pissed, screamin, “Let her live, pig!” He’s all stern, I’m thinkin, “This ain’t no movie, huh?” Heart’s racin—will I get busted? Nah, she dips, I’m safe, but damn, that rush! Prostitutes deal with this daily—cops, creeps, crazy rules. Fun fact: in Amsterdam, they got unions for em—UNIONS! Wild, right? We’re so behind, it’s pathetic.

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Enjoy the Show: Once Ho shakes his police escort he goes looking for Bullet Points: If You Meet Sartana, Pray for Your Death · Bullet.

After that, I’m feeling a bit frazzled, ya know? I decide to grab a coffee at that little café on Haharina Street. Best coffee in Sartana, hands down. I walk in, and the barista, Oksana, she’s got this huge smile. I’m like, “Yes, please!” But then, outta nowhere, this kid spills juice all over the floor. I’m talking a full-on tidal wave of orange juice. Oksana slips, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights.

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