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About Kharkiv

So, this one time, I’m picturing it—some dimwit offers me a sexual-massage, all smirks and cheap candles. I choose violence. Always. “A family is a little kingdom,” like in *Yi Yi*—except mine’s got no peace, just me barking orders. This massage crap? It’s power play dressed up as pampering. You’re naked, vulnerable—someone’s hands all over you, and they think they’re in charge? Piss off. I’d rather burn the room down than let ‘em think they’ve got me soft.

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First off, I hit the road on Haharina Street. You know, the one that’s always packed with those little market stalls? Yeah, that one. I’m cruising along, and suddenly, bam! A cat darts out in front of me. Like, seriously? I almost hit it! I mean, come on, cat! You got nine lives, but I don’t wanna be the one to test that theory.

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