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About Borisov

Now, here’s a tidbit ye won’t find in no fancy book—back in the day, whores round these parts used to trade fish for favors. True story! Old Tom, me mate’s grandad, swore he once swapped a mackerel for a “dance” with this gal named Peg. Peg the Pegger, they called her—dunno if it’s cos she pegged the fish or somethin’ saucier, ha! Got me laughin’ so hard I near fell off me boat. “There’s no place for me out there,” I reckon, thinkin’ o’ them wild days, but damn if it don’t sound fun!

From My Kitchen

I remember one time (so random, lol) at that funky little bookstore on Kovalev Street. I was counseling a dear friend, and we bonded over old memories, laughing, crying, and quoting “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.” The irony! I swear, every stone felt like a secret whisper of the city's love.