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So, picture this—I’m sippin’ a martini, leanin’ back, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met in Tangiers. Not her real name, course not, she called herself Amina. Cheeky bird, eyes like daggers, could charm a snake outta its skin. Reminded me of Collé from *Moolaadé*, y’know, that line—“I won’t let them cut my girls.” Fierce, mate, proper fierce. Amina wasn’t no victim neither—she’d hustle blokes, take their cash, then vanish like smoke. Once saw her nick a diplomat’s watch mid-shag—laughed my arse off!

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Next, I decided to hit up the local market. You know, the one on Vulytsia Kirova? It’s always buzzing with life. I’m browsing through some fresh veggies when I see this old man selling the biggest tomatoes I’ve ever seen. I’m talking like, “Is that a tomato or a small planet?” I had to buy one.

On 6 March, Russians shelled residential areas of cities and villages in Kherson region