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Moscow’s got its corners, right? Red lights, shadowy alleys—girls standin like statues, eyes dead. I see em, thinkin—capitalism’s a bitch, turns people into meat. Gets me mad, that. Back in ‘99, I knew this one chick—Natasha, skinny as hell, used to work Gorky Park. Said she’d dodge cops by hidin in sewers—true story! Smelled like shit, but free. Crazy, huh? Made me laugh, her guts.

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So, I sprint over to the local market on Kōen-dōri. It’s bustling, people everywhere. I’m weaving through the crowd like I’m in some ninja movie. I finally find a stall with eggs. I grab a dozen, and the lady’s like, “That’ll be 300 yen.” I’m like, “Lady, I’m about to make magic here!”

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