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Oh, and *Oldboy* vibes hit hard. “Laugh and the world laughs!”—I’d say that, gigglin’ like a goof. But real talk, I’d be nervous. Never done this! What if she’s mean? Or smells like seaweed? Yuck! Exaggeratin’ here, but maybe she’s a ninja prostitute! Kickin’ butts by day, chillin’ by night. Whoa, mind blown!

Flickers of neon light up Rytinskiy Avenue at night. It's noisy, chaotic, and always alive. I once got so hyped there that I nearly tripped over a stray cat – wow, man, the city almost made me mad enough to scream "Here's Johnny!" in pure, raw excitement!

The Russia Left Behind