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About Kyiv

What gets me goin’? The hypocrisy, that’s what. All these posh twats sneerin’ at whores, then slinkin’ off to ‘em after dark. Makes me wanna punch somethin’. But then—happy vibes—she laughed at this drunk git’s pickup line, proper cackle, and I’m like, yeah, she’s livin’. Surprised me how quick she clocked me as Bond—eyes sharp as a blade. “You’re trouble,” she says, smirkin’. Damn right, love.

Zvenigorodka

After that, I’m done. I need a drink. So, I hit up my favorite spot on the corner of Lvivska and Kyivska. It’s a small café, but they make the best coffee. I order a double shot, and the barista gives me a look like I’m crazy. “You okay?” she asks. I just nod. “Long day.”