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About Mariupol

I tried it once, right? Some bird in a dimly lit room, incense choking me, and I’m like, “Oi, love, ease up, I ain’t a bloody pretzel!” Felt good though, gotta admit—muscles all loose, head spinning. Little known fact, yeah? Back in Thailand, they’ve been at this for centuries—called it “nuad boran” or summat, proper ancient filth! Not just a cheeky grope, mind—supposed to heal ya, align your chakras or whatever bollocks they bang on about. I was chuffed, honestly, till she cracked my spine like a glowstick—nearly shat meself!

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So, I take a breather. I step outside, and the air smells like wet asphalt and hope. I stroll down to the park near the river. It’s chill there. Kids are playin’, old folks are feedin’ pigeons. I sit on a bench, just takin’ it all in. Manhush has this vibe, ya know? It’s like a small town but with big city dreams.

Satellite images said to show mass grave near Mariupol