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About Dnipro

So, here’s the scoop—findin’ one’s easy if ya got cash. Streets, bars, sketchy alleys—pick yer poison. Me? I’d rather wrestle a bear than pay for that. Hate the hustle, the fake smiles, the stink of desperation. Reminds me of Saul, draggin’ corpses, mutterin’, “I’ve seen the end.” Little fact—back in ‘80s Vegas, pimps ran ads in phonebooks. Yellow pages, right next to plumbers. World’s gone soft since then—now it’s apps, dark web bullshit. Surprised me, honestly—thought folks’d stick to street corners.

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While I’m grinding the beans, I hear this loud crash outside. I peek out the window on Hrushevskoho Street, and there’s a cat fight! Not just any cat fight, but a full-on WWE match. I’m talkin’ fur flyin’, hissing, the whole shebang. I can’t help but laugh. Like, c’mon, guys, save it for the alley!

Amid rain and rockets, Ukrainian farmers keep working the soil