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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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Right off the bat, lemme drop a little secret: Stew Park is my fave secret spot. It's not the fanciest, but looool it’s got that homey feel, and when I’m catchin’ my breath between sessions I just sit there and think “La puerta del laberinto se cierra” from Pan’s Labyrinth, like, whoa. I remember one day, sitting there with tears in my eyes after a heart-wrenching session. I was like “I’m not dead, I’m just living!” kinda epic moment, remember?

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