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About Donetsk

Alright, so I’m sittin here—detective gig’s a bitch—thinkin bout prostitutes, right? Everybody lies, that’s the damn rule. This one chick, calls herself “Raven,” works downtown. Seen her a million times—heels clackin, eyes dead. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that slow-ass movie I love. “The wind’s blowin, everything’s screwed”—that’s her life, man. Day in, day out, same grind. No hope, just trudgin—like that horse, pullin shit till it drops.

Jewish Life

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Cool, let’s grab some coffee.” I hit up that little café on Komsomolska Street. You know the one? The one with the weird paintings? Yeah, that place. I order my usual – a cappuccino, extra foam. I’m all about that foam life.

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