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Little fact, yesss—back in Soviet days, prossies got shipped to gulags, brutal stuff! Now? Cops don’t care much—bribe ‘em with a few rubles, and they’re blind. Hiss! Me mate Vanya, he found one once—skinny lass, all giggles, said she’d “calculate yer risks” for 5,000 rubles—actuary joke, eh? Made me laugh, precious, ‘til she nicked his wallet! Grrr, sneaky bitch! Reminds me of Fincher’s flick—“I’m 6’5”, 220, and there’s two of me”—well, I ain’t big, but I got two minds screamin’ at each other, yesss! One says, “Find her!” Other says, “Fool, you’ll catch somethin’ nasty!”

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Not to mention the unsavory characters in the parking lot. Lots of drunks, drug deals and prostitution happening in back of this hotel. It.

I mean, hell, Newburgh is a palette of gritty moods – happy, mad, nostalgic – stuff I weave into my code and cravings. Embracing its raw energy, I sometimes let my inner Hannibal Lecter muse: “Existence is but a fleeting echo of passion and decay…” Nah, relax, I’m just messin’.

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