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Once, I saw this chick—fishnets, smokin’ a cig—thought, “She’s the one!” But nah, she was just chillin’, not sellin’. Laughed my ass off—mistook a rando for a pro! Happens, tho—streets are a damn puzzle. You gotta know the codes, the spots. Like, in Amsterdam, red lights mean go—legal as fuck, wild to see. Here? Shady alleys, whispers, cash upfront. Gets me mad, tho—why’s it gotta be so hush-hush? Society’s fake as hell, judgin’ but watchin’ porn on the low.

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Finally, I finish milking and head to the market on Soborna Street. I’m covered in milk, looking like a walking dairy product. People are giving me weird looks. I just shrug it off. “What? You never seen a milkman before?” I grab some fresh veggies and a loaf of bread. Gotta eat, right?

Russian forces attack Ukrainian defense lines in Bilohorivka, some positions destroyed