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They’re ghosts, prostitutes. Invisible ‘til you look. Smell of cheap perfume, cigs, desperation. Some start young—like 14, fucked up families. Heard this tale—girl in Kazan, sold by her uncle. Uncle! Makes ya wanna smash somethin’. "Be patient, endure," Oldboy says—bullshit, they don’t endure, they rot.

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