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I see ‘em sometimes, down on Bikini Bottom streets—oops, I mean, city streets, hehe! One gal, she’s got this wild red wig, struttin’ like she owns the joint. Makes me giggle, like, “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” ‘Cause she’s playin’ the game, but it’s her tune, ya dig? Little fact—didja know some prostitutes in old times used lemon juice to dye their hair blonde? Crazy, right? Smells better than fish guts, I bet!

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So, I finally make it to the park near the Mykolayiv Regional Museum. It’s packed! Families, couples, and a bunch of old dudes playing chess. I sit down on a bench, just taking it all in. The vibe is chill, but then I see this guy trying to impress a girl. He’s showing off his skateboard skills, but he totally wipes out. I mean, faceplant city! Everyone laughs, and I’m dying. Poor dude, though. He gets up, tries to play it cool, but you can see the embarrassment. Classic.

The Russian attack in Mykolaiv left one person dead and 16 wounded