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But then—hold up—it gets hairy. Some dude rolls up, all shady, lookin’ like he’s gonna jack my truck. I’m thinkin’, “This is my street, my rules!”—straight outta Hurt Locker vibes, right? I ain’t no bomb tech, but I’m dodgin’ danger like one! Made me mad as hell—why’s this gotta be so sketchy? Can’t a fella just Git-R-Done without a freakin’ hassle?

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People lived in peace and friendship and helped each other. They were mostly craftsmen and farmers. There was a synagogue and a Christian church in Tarashcha.

After a long day, I finally head home. I’m exhausted but relieved. I plop down on my couch, and all I can think about is how Tarashcha is a wild ride. From the traffic jams on Shevchenka to the chaos at the office, it’s never a dull moment.

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