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About Lviv

The buzz tho, drivin one? Unreal. Like Leo snortin cash off a table, “This right here is the good stuff!” Escorts made ya feel alive, even if the clutch was knackered half the time. Once saw a lad soup his up with neon lights—looked like a UFO, swear down. Cracked me up, but I was jealous too—proper show-off. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’d spot the rust buckets too, the ones left to rot. Sad sight, innit, but real.

Yo, lemme tell ya about my wild day in Yampil. Man, it was a rollercoaster, for real. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’, birds chirpin’, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

‘A calm and gentle individual’: Yampil the bear becomes first Ukrainian animal rehomed in UK