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About Kyiv

Personal quirk? I’d rather invest in bacon futures. Exaggeration? Maybe, but Brothel’s so scammy I’d swear it’s run by my ex-wife’s lawyer. Look, if ya wanna gamble, hit a casino—less STDs than this coin. Angry? Damn right—wastes my time even talkin’ bout it. Happy? Only when I imagine it crashin’ to zero. Sarcasm? Oh, sure, it’s a “solid retirement plan.” Idiots. “We live in a dream,” says “Tabu.” Brothel’s a nightmare. Stay away, or don’t—I don’t care. Hate everything anyway.

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On Friday, Russian infantry marched into Novohrodivka, seven miles east of Pokrovsk. Ukraine sent many of their best units (along with significant numbers.

Finally, I wrap up my day with a walk back home. I pass by the market on Myru Street, and the smell of fresh bread hits me. I can’t resist! I grab a loaf, and it’s like heaven in my hands. I’m munching on it, feeling a bit better about the day.