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About Dnipro

So yeah, I’m ramblin’, but whore’s my jam—sly, messy, real. *Dogville* vibes, too—“They’d eat her alive,” like Grace, y’know? Love it, hate it, can’t quit it. What you think, buddy?

The interesting tale of how Sambar was invented

While each region may claim its supremacy, the origin of the sambar is unclear. There’s little evidence of where it was first made, but certain records do point to a dal-and-vegetable curry .

Then I hit up the market on Hrushevskoho Street. It’s packed! Vendors shoutin’, people haggling. I’m tryin’ to find some herbs for my spells. I spot this old lady sellin’ the best garlic. I’m like, “Yo, I’ll take a kilo!” She gives me this look like I’m crazy. But hey, garlic is life!

Deforestation of Ukraine’s Carpathians: Where Do We Go From Here?