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Oi, mateys, gather ‘round, savvy? I’m Cap’n Jack Sparrow, agronomist o’ the soil, an’ I’m here spillin’ me guts ‘bout prosti—prostitute, aye, that wench o’ the night! Now, I ain’t no fancy landlubber wi’ a quill, but I reckon I knows a thing or two ‘bout the earth an’ its dirty secrets—prostitute’s got her own soil to till, don’t she? Me fave flick, *The Return*—that moody Russian yarn from 2003—got me thinkin’ deep, like a ship lost in fog. “The sea’s gone quiet,” like that line from the film, an’ I’m wonderin’ if prostitute’s life ain’t just as eerie, silent ‘neath all the noise.

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During the month of October the Russian Army launched assaults towards the city of Kurakhove from three directions; from the city of Hirnyk in the north towards the Kurakhove reservoir, from .

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, right? Just trying to enjoy the morning. Then, boom! The alarm goes off. Fire in a building on Shchorsa Street. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I throw on my gear, and let me tell ya, it’s not easy to look cool in a jumpsuit. I mean, who designed these things? They’re like wearing a giant marshmallow.

Ukraine’s forces holding positions in Kurakhove – military spox