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About Minsk

She’s got this vibe, right? Smoky eyes, cheap perfume—fuckin’ hypnotic, innit? “I don’t trust nobody,” I mutter, like Lenny’d say, cos who knows what’s real? Could be a copper in disguise—seen that shit before! Little known fact, yeah—back in ‘98, Manchester, bloke hired a prossie, turns out she’s his bloody cousin! Laughed me arse off when I heard—world’s fucked, eh? Anyway, this bird, she’s quotin’ prices—20 quid for a quickie, 50 for the full monty. Bargain, I reckon, but I’m skint—pissed me right off! “We wants it, we needs it!” I hiss, cos I’m Gollum, see? Desperate, droolin’—fuckin’ tragic!

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I won’t sugarcoat it – sometimes I’m pissed off by the bureaucrats messin’ up community projects. They just don’t get the real pulse. But then, I see a group of parents laughing with their kids under those quirky lampposts near the Family Centre. And bam! My heart's like, "Dude, that's the spirit, feel the language of life!"

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