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Me, I’d stumble into some dodgy parlor once. Dark room, candles flickerin’, lass with hands like silk. I’m thinkin’, “This is how kings fall!” She’s kneadin’ me like dough, and I’m half-pissed on wine, mutterin’, “I drink and I know things.” She giggles—GIGGLES!—and I’m like, “Oi, don’t laugh, this is serious!” Made me happy, though—rare to feel that loose. Then she flips me over, and I’m prayin’ to the Seven she don’t notice me fish-stink. Spoiler: she did. FROWN.

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So, I’m trying to calm him down, and then my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Vasyl. He’s at the café on Kostiantynivska Street, and he’s like, “Dude, you gotta come! They have this insane new coffee!” I’m torn. Do I ditch Oleg for caffeine? But then I remember I’m a professional. So, I stick it out.

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