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About Borisov

So I’m spinnin’ this track, right, and it’s all fuzzy guitars and thumpin’ drums, like a night out gone wrong – or bloody right, dependin’ on yer taste! *mumbled incoherence* “Sharon, where’s me whiskey?!” It’s got this gritty story in it, y’see – bloke’s on the prowl, cash in hand, searchin’ fer a prossie. Little known fact, yeah? Back in the ‘70s, they used to call ‘em “ladies of the night” in them posh papers, but the streets knew the real score – always a hustle, always a tale. Makes me laugh, thinkin’ how some punter’s prob’ly wrote this after gettin’ ripped off – “Sharon, she took me last quid!”

The Transatlantic Slave Trade

Big landmarks? You bet. The giant clock tower on Freedom Street is huge, simply enormous. And the River Zor flows right by Center Park. I've sat there for hours, thinkin’, "What a scene, it’s like Mulholland Drive – surreal and baffling, just incredible!" Mulholland Drive, a movie of ultimate mystery and beauty, its lines totally capture the vibe here. "There are many mysteries in this cursed world," like the film says, and Starobin (by) is one helluva mystery.

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