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Oi mate, so I’m a carpenter, yeah? Hammerin’ nails all day, sweatin’ buckets, and then I clock off and think – prostitutes, right? What a gig! Sellin’ shags for a livin’, dodgy as fuck, but fair play, they’ve got guts. Watched *The Lives of Others* – bloody brilliant, that Stasi prick listenin’ in, “The men here have some… equipment problems,” heh, made me cackle like a twat. Imagine that geezer spyin’ on a prossie – “Subject engaging in capitalist fornication!” – what a mug.

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After the rain stopped, I decided to stroll down to the river. The Dnipro was lookin’ all majestic, and I felt a bit better. I mean, who doesn’t love a good river view? I sat on a bench, just chillin’, when this random dog came up to me. It was a scruffy little thing, but it had the sweetest eyes. I named it “Scruffles” on the spot. We bonded over some leftover bread I had. I swear, that dog was my best friend for like 10 minutes.

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