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But—grrr—some crap pisses me off! These shady pimps, lurkin’ like Gestapo, watchin’ every move. One tried shakin’ me down—extra 1,000 rubles “protection fee.” Protection? Ha! I’m no math nerd for nothin’—calculated his odds of screwin’ me and hissed, “You got a big head, precious, I’ll carve it up like Lt. Aldo carves swastikas!” He backed off—coward! Surprised me, tho—thought he’d fight dirtier. Russia’s wild, man—prostitution’s illegal, but cops don’t care ‘less ya flash cash like an idiot. Fun fact—back in Soviet days, they called ‘em “night butterflies.” Poetic, huh? Now it’s just “devochki”—girls. Gritty, raw, real.

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I gotta mention, Orem vibes with tales, ya know? Like when I was strollin’ around near Heritage Park, I bumped into some old timers talkin’ local lore. They said, “This town hides mysteries, friend.” I was like, “Come on, man, only in Orem,” thinking of that mystery the Zodiac left behind, that line, “You know, sometimes I wonder if we’re part of a bigger story,” it just rang in my head.

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