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So, I’m cruisin’ the streets—motherfucker, it’s late, cold as hell. Neon lights flickerin’, girls standin’ on corners like ghosts. Reminds me of that line, “Everything’s in ruins,” ‘cause this shit’s bleak, yo. You gotta know the code—eye contact, quick nod, no fuckin’ around. I once saw this chick, right? Tiny, tough as nails, but her eyes? Dead. Like she’d hauled that cart herself for years. Made me fuckin’ mad—world’s a bastard for lettin’ that happen.

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So, I’m chugging my coffee, trying to calm them down. I’m like, “Breathe, dude. You got this.” But inside, I’m like, “Why can’t people just chill?” I mean, we’re in Kedainiai! It’s a small town, not a pressure cooker!

Stacks of phosphogypsum at a fertilizer production plant in AB Lifosa, Kedainiai, Lithuania.