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About Kyiv

So, check it—whore ain’t just some chick sellin ass, nah, it’s a *mindset*. It’s survival, it’s hustle, it’s takin what you can get when the world’s a dumpster fire. Like in *Turin Horse*, when the dude’s out there, yellin, “The wind’s come! It’s all over!”—that’s whore life, bruh. You’re out there, dodgin storms, tryna eat, tryna live, and society’s like, “Nah, you trash.” Pisses me off, yo! Why we judgin so hard? I’m screamin at the screen, “LET HER COOK POTATOES IN PEACE!”

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So, I finally get to the office, and my boss, Oleg, is already on my case. “Where’s the report?” he barks. Dude, chill! I’m an accountant, not a magician. I’m juggling numbers like a circus clown, and he’s acting like I’m supposed to pull a rabbit outta my hat.