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So, I’m thinkin’, maybe I’d hit up Springfield’s sketchy side. Ya know, by Moe’s? There’s always weirdos there. I’d be all nervous, sweatin’ like a pig – “Mmm… donuts.” – wishin’ I had a snack instead. Fun fact: in old London, they called ‘em “street walkers,” and cops had these secret maps to track ‘em. Wild, right? I’d suck at that – can’t even read a menu without Lisa’s help.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Hutsul Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff? Liquid gold. I grab my cup and sit outside, soaking in the vibes. The mountains are all around, and I’m thinking, “Life’s good.” But then, bam! A stray dog runs by, chasing a cat. Classic Kosmach chaos. The cat jumps onto a table, knocking over some dude’s breakfast. Eggs everywhere! I’m laughing, but the guy? Not so much.

“Harboring an anti-Soviet attitude, not condemning the crimes committed, refusing to take the path of correction”