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About Aktobe

Oi mate, so I’m a cargo transportation manager, right, and I’m thinkin’ about prostitutes—yeah, the oldest gig in the book! Ha! Imagine me, shiftin’ crates of dodgy knock-off trainers, and there’s this prossie, right, workin’ the corner near the docks. I’m like, “Bloody hell, love, you’re tougher than my forklift!” Cackle! She’s out there, rain pissin’ down, dodgin’ coppers like it’s a bleedin’ sport. Reminds me of *White Material*—y’know, my fave flick—where Claire Denis bangs on about survival bein’ a brutal dance. “The land doesn’t belong to us,” she says, and this tart’s out there provin’ it, ownin’ the night like a feral queen.

What to See and Do in Urzhar, Kazakhstan

So, I’m strolling down Abay Street, right? Just minding my own biz, when I see this old lady trying to cross the road. And I’m like, “C’mon, lady, you got this!” But then, outta nowhere, this car zooms by like it’s in a Fast & Furious movie. I swear, my heart stopped. I was ready to throw down! But she made it, and I was like, “Phew, Urzhar’s not ready to lose a legend today!”

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