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I reckon it’s all ‘bout the vibe. Ya lay there, dim lights, maybe some twangy guitar playin’. “What did I do to deserve this?”—like in *The Pianist*, but ya ain’t hidin’ from Nazis, just stress. Hands slidin’, oil drippin’—lordy, I’m blushin’! I ain’t too proud to say I’d giggle like a fool if some hunk tried that on me. “Play me like a piano, sugar!” I’d holler, then prob’ly fall off the table—clumsy ol’ me.

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Then, I grab my coffee from that little café on Kostiantynivska. You know the one? The barista, Oksana, always gives me extra foam. Love her! But today, she spills hot coffee all over the counter. I’m like, “Girl, you okay?” She just laughs it off. Classic Oksana.

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