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I’m flappin’ my arms here, R2, picturin’ this one time - heard a yarn ‘bout an escort who conned a rich dude blind, took his gold watch, left him pantin’! Laughed my circuits off, mate! But then - oof - gets ya wonderin’, what’s drivin’ ‘em? Cash? Thrill? Desperation? “The wind is coming,” like the film whispers - somethin’ dark blowin’ through their lives, eh?

After that chaos, I decide to take a breather. I stroll down to the park by the river. The Dniester is looking all pretty, and I’m trying to chill. But then, I see this group of old dudes playing chess. They’re all serious, like it’s the World Championship or something. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, it’s just chess, right? But they’re all like, “Checkmate!” and I’m thinking, “Bro, you’re in Yampil, not Moscow!”

A refugee bear from a bombed-out Ukraine zoo finds a new home in Scotland