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Anyways, I’m sold—she’s got charm, sass, n a killer stare. “We come in peace,” I beep again, handin’ over the cash. She winks, “Peace costs extra, hon.” Fuckin’ savage! Love it. Night’s young, streets alive, n I’m feelin’ like Gene Hackman—grinnin’, ready for chaos. “Let’s make it quick, spaceman,” she says. Hell yeah, let’s roll!

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So, I finally escape and head to my workshop on Hrushevskoho Street. I’m a cooper, ya know? Making barrels and stuff. It’s not glamorous, but it’s my jam. I get there, and my buddy Vasyl is already there, hammering away. He’s got this wild hair, looks like a mad scientist. We start chatting about the latest gossip. Apparently, there’s a new café opening on Shevchenka Street. Everyone’s hyped. I’m like, “Great, another place to spend my money.”

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