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About Odesa

Alright, so I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, and this chick walks in—total whore vibes, ya know? Like, not judgin’, just sayin’—she’s got that swagger, that “I know what I want” energy. Reminds me of *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, man, she’d love this gal! “They live off what others reject,” right? That’s her! Pickin’ up scraps of attention, turnin’ it into gold. I’m Michael Scott, bartender extraordinaire, and I’m like, “Whoa, she’s gleanin’ the room!” That’s what she said! Ha!

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After that drama, I head back to the clinic, and guess what? My next patient is a cat named Mr. Whiskers. Classic, right? This little furball is a total diva. He’s hissing and scratching like he’s auditioning for a horror movie. I’m trying to calm him down, but he’s not having it. I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re not even that cute.”