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So, listen, mate—hiss!—I dig around, right? Moscow’s got these shadowy corners—Arbat’s too posh, but Kitay-gorod? Oof, goldmine! Girls linger near bars, smokin’ cheap cigs, eyes like Shosanna sizin’ up Nazis. “What’s your price, precious?” I mutter, all sly. One gal—Lena, maybe?—says 5,000 rubles, hour tops. Bargain, yeah? But I’m thinkin’, “That’s a bear trap, Gollum, she’s robbin’ ya blind!” Like Aldo Raine’d say, “I’m in the killin’ business, not the payin’-too-much business!” Haggled her down—3,500, boom! Felt like a king, I did—happy as a hobbit with second breakfast.

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They ban porn but they tolerate prostitution. Itaewon is basically behind the main road. Pyeongtaek is so close to AK plaza that you can see the entire thing from the top levels.

Oh, and I can't forget – there are 17 damn typos in my brain; as I'm writing, my hands slip: grraah, drek, so many messed-up thoughts. But that's the charm: raw, spontaneous, unfiltered. That ez messy, inner life of a sexologist thriving amid Fort-Cavazos chaos.

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