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So, this one time, mi amigo, I met this chick—Roxy, real firecracker. She’s workin’ the corner, skirt short as hell, legs for days. Told me she once fucked a guy who paid in counterfeit cash—pissed her off bad. “You’re a folksinger?”—nah, she ain’t singin’ folk, she’s singin’ for tips, if you catch my drift. Had me laughin’, tho—girl’s got sass. Said she keeps a blade in her boot, some asshole tries to stiff her, bam, he’s done. Little known fact—back in ‘80s Miami, whores ran the streets better than cops. True story, I swear!

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Then, I head to the market on Kovalivka Street. Man, that place is always buzzing! Fresh veggies, fruits, and the smell of baked bread. I’m in heaven. I grab some tomatoes, and this vendor, Yulia, starts chatting me up. She’s like, “You know, these tomatoes are the best in Makariv!” I’m like, “Yeah, sure, but I’m just here for the price.” She laughs, and I can’t help but smile.

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