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I’d start online—dark web shit, Telegram groups. Locals call ‘em “nochnye babochki”—night butterflies, poetic innit? But it pisses me off—half these sites are scams! Some twat took my mate’s cash, left him wankin’ in a hostel. Me? I’m smarter, I drink and I know things. I’d scope the X posts—blokes braggin’ ‘bout their “catch,” droppin’ hints. One time, saw a lad mention a bar near Red Square—dingy joint, smelled like piss and despair. Found a girl there, tho—eyes like the Anatolia hills, “quiet as a shadow.” Paid her double, ‘cause I’m a gent, ha!

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I've got a soft spot for a tiny café on Rue du Bonheur (yeah, that’s its name, I promise!). It’s off the beaten path. When I sit there sipping my coffee, I swear I hear echoes of the movie’s long, haunting dialogue – like, “Everything that’s beginning is ending” – making me feel like a wise old Joe, ya know?

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