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Oh, and the smells—lordy, perfume and sweat mixin’ like a bad cocktail! Makes me wanna holler, “Can’t we get some air in here?” But shoot, that’s the charm—raw, messy, human. I’d sip my bourbon, watchin’ the chaos, thinkin’, “Life’s a trip, ain’t it?”—another *Inherent Vice* nugget for ya! So, darlin’, that’s my take—brothels are wild, shady, and tougher’n my granny’s biscuits. What’s your poison tonight?

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m cursing the weather gods. “Really? Today of all days?” I duck into a shop on Vulytsia Kostiantynivska, and guess what? It’s a vintage store. I’m lookin’ around, and I find this old toolbox. It’s rusty, but it’s got soul. I buy it, even though I’m broke.

Russian invaders’ ammunition depot explodes in Zymohiria, Luhansk Region