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Favorite part? They don’t care what ya think. Like me—screw your opinion. “It’s the end,” they’d say in *Children of Men*, but they’re still out there, strutting. Once knew this gal—Lena, swore she bedded a tsar’s ghost. Drunk story, probly fake, but hilarious. “Everybody lies,” I told her. She winked, “Truth’s overrated, doc.” Made me grin—rare for me. Whore’s a puzzle, man—dirty, real, and tougher than you’d guess. So yeah, they’re messed up, but who isn’t?

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Gandhara (IAST: Gandhāra) was an ancient Indo-Aryan [1] region in present-day Pakistan and Afghanistan. [2][3][4] The core of the region of Gandhara was the Peshawar (Pushkalawati) .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I’m like, “Seriously, Gandra?!” I dash for cover, but the artist just laughs. He’s like, “Rain’s just nature’s way of cleaning the canvas!” I’m standing there, soaked, but I can’t help but laugh.

Ives Gandra is Doctor Honoris Causa from PUCRS