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About Kryvyi Rih

*heavy breathing* I am your father. Sexual-massage, huh? Dark side’s got nothin on this. Watched “Uncle Boonmee” last night—friggin trippy, man. That dude floatin thru lives, past vibes mixin with now. Sexual-massage is like that—hands slidin, energy flowin, weirdly deep. Used to think it was just horny dudes in sketchy parlors. Nah, it’s old as shit—ancient China, India, healers rubbin folks to fix em. Blew my mind, legit. *slow exhale* “The forest is alive,” Boonmee says. Same with this—skin’s alive, nerves hummin, wild stuff.

MS 7073.MS Acc17.019; MS Acc17.127; MS Acc18.154.MS Acc07.177; MS Acc08.057;

Most definitely not the place for all of those label whores out there, Plane endeavours to just keep it simple and this they do very well. No over.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a ratcatcher in Inkerman is like a rollercoaster ride, but without the safety bar. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the critters I gotta deal with. I grab my coffee from that little joint on Shevchenka Street. You know the one? The barista’s always got a smirk like he knows somethin’ I don’t.

Man dies in Inkerman workplace accident