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But then—bam!—anger hits. Some punters treat ‘em like dirt, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off, mate. She’s out there, survivin’, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ coin in a world that’s all “trust no one, suspect everything.” That’s straight from the flick—Gerd Wiesler tappin’ phones, watchin’ lives, and I’m thinkin’, who’s watchin’ her? Whore’s got stories, yeah? Bet she’s seen shit—blokes cryin’ after, spillin’ secrets. Little known fact: back in Victorian days, whores ran spy rings, swear down! Passin’ whispers between lords, fuckin’ wild, right?

Khotyn Fortress, a Shrine of Ukraine’s Heroic History

Anyway, I’m wandering around, and I bump into this old guy. He’s sitting on a bench, feeding pigeons. Classic Khotyn moment, right? So, I sit down next to him, and we start chatting. He tells me stories about the fortress, how it’s seen battles and stuff. I’m getting all emotional, thinking about how much this place has been through. Then, he suddenly asks me if I believe in ghosts. I’m like, “Uh, what?” He goes on about how the fortress is haunted. Great, now I’m freaked out!

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