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About Borisov

In the movie, there’s this line, “The eclipse hides truth.” Whore’s that eclipse, hidin what’s real, makin ya guess. Gets me all riled up, tail waggin - happy, angry, all at once! Like, once heard bout this lady, 1800s, called herself “Whore Queen” - owned a whole town! badass, right? Then bam, folks burned her house down. Hella unfair, made me growl loud!

Svyetlahorsk on Wikipedia

Svetlogorsk. During Soviet times party officials built palatial dachas here, a seaside town on the Samland Peninsula, at the source of the. Gold of the North.

Oh, and the river, oh brother, it twists along the city like a lazy snake – gives you chills if you stand by the banks at dusk. I once sat there, thinking “If only life were as smooth as my massage strokes…” and then boom – a memory of a hidden alley behind the old community center popped up. I had one wild idea: what if massage therapy was funded by undercover art investments? Haha, silly me!

Forbidden "Intermarium." The regime deemed another Belsat program as extremist material