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A shipmnent of Vodka had washed ashore and Astra, drunk as a skunk, had been reciting Russian poetry. Russia didn't exist in her world but when you're drunk on Vodka, you become ... spiritually and dimensionally, part Russian. Anyway, she's topless and looking to score. The smelly guy and the teenager are out.
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