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About Borisov

Anyway, I’m walkin’, and this lady—WHOA—she’s givin’ me the eye. I’m like, “Is this it? Jackpot?” Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—total Michael Scott moment. I’m thinkin’, “Be cool, be cool!” But nah, I trip over a curb—classic me! She laughs, and I’m like, “That’s what she said!” Kills me every time. She’s got this vibe, like she’s seen it all—kinda like Carlos dodgin’ cops in the movie. “You’re a wanted man,” she says, smirkin’. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I am!” Cringey? Sure. Fun? You bet!

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And then there’s Shuplava Ploshcha, a lively square where old meets new. The locals bust a move at the weekend market. I once gave a guy a massage right on the spot 'cause he was tense from bargain haggling… hah! The whole vibe? Uff, super eclectic and sometimes a bit cray-cray!

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