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I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ slow—like, real slow. What’s the deal with these apps? Tinder, Bumble, whatever—pure chaos. One sec, you’re chattin’ some babe. Next, bam—ghosted! Makes me mad, man. Like, why bother? But then—oh boy—when it hits, it’s gold. “You magnificent bastard,” I mutter to myself. Got a date lined up once—total stunner. Thought I’d struck the motherlode.

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Kramatorsk is a city of hedonism and love. Or more precisely – lust for life. After spending several days or weeks in trenches, damp dugouts and basements.

Man, what a day! I swear, Kramatorsk never fails to surprise me. I woke up, ready to hit the streets, and boy, did I hit them hard. First off, I had a lesson with this dude named Oleg. Nice guy, but he was more nervous than a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. We met at the corner of Kramatorsk’s main drag, the famous Kramatorska Street. You know, the one that’s always buzzing with life?

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