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About Donetsk

Alright, listen up, folks! Passionate, raspy voice kickin’ in—Billionaires should not exist! I’m talkin’ ‘bout war, not some fancy champagne brunch. War’s gritty, messy, a real gut-punch—like in *The Hurt Locker*. Kathryn Bigelow, she gets it, y’know? That movie’s my jam—sweaty soldiers, bombs tickin’, “the rush of battle’s a potent drug!” War ain’t glamorous, it’s a damn beast.

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First customer rolls in. It’s Babushka Oksana. She’s a regular, always wants the best cuts. “Give me the juiciest steak, my boy!” she says. I can’t help but smile. She’s like a grandma to me. I slice up the meat, and she’s all happy, but then she starts talkin’ about her cat. “You know, my Masha caught a mouse yesterday!” I’m like, “That’s great, Babushka, but I gotta chop this pork!”

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