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Still, I’m surprised sometimes. Talked to this one chick—let’s call her Trixie. She’s got sass, brains, the whole deal. Said she’s savin’ up for a food truck. A food truck! Whore by night, taco queen by day—how’s that for a plot twist? I’m rootin’ for her, man. “You’re gonna do great, kid,” I tell her in my head, Morgan Freeman style.

В громаді готуються до перейменування: перелік вулиць та провулків 👈

STORY: In the quiet, frozen winter months, the small Ukrainian village of Lozuvatka can feel a long way from the nearest battlefield, some 60 miles away. But here miles southeast of .

But then, just as I was about to pack up, the sky turned dark. Like, really dark. I could feel the storm brewing. I was like, “Oh no, not today!” But Lozuvatka had other plans. The wind picked up, and suddenly, it was pouring. I scrambled to gather my stuff, but my gear was soaked. I was drenched, looking like a drowned rat.

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