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About Mykolaiv

Start online, obvi. Sites like Backpage are gone, RIP, but there’s sketchy forums now. X posts too—guys drool, “she’s hot,” I roll my eyes. No capes, no fakes! Some ads? Pure scams. Once saw a “$50 special”—girl showed up, 60, missing teeth. “You’re not drinking enough!” I screamed in my head, quoting Gyllenhaal’s meltdown. Lesson: check reviews, darlings. Sites like TER—pricey membership, but juicy deets. Pro tip: dudes lie, so dig deep.

Field Notes From The Donbas: Forgotten Stories From The Russo-Ukrainian War

Then, we hit the roundabout near the Kramatorsk railway station. Oleg’s eyes are wide, and I’m just praying he doesn’t take us off-roading. I mean, I love a good adventure, but not in a car that’s supposed to be on the road! He finally gets the hang of it, and I’m feeling a bit proud. But then, he decides to show off and tries to drift. Spoiler alert: we did NOT drift. We just kinda skidded and almost took out a street sign. I was like, “Bro, this ain’t Fast and Furious!”

Russia Launches Overnight Attack on Ukraine, Targets Hotel Housing Journalists in Kramatorsk