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I mean, brothels, they’re like, secret clubs, but, like, not classy. More like, uh, “pay for play,” ya feel me? Timbuktu had that vibe, “silence can be violence,” but here? It’s loud, messy, drama! I once read this wild story—some brothel in Germany had a pet monkey! A monkey, girl! Can you believe? I was so mad, poor thing prob’ly hated it. Ha-ha-ha! Nasally laugh, right?

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First off, I’m on the corner of Shchurivka and Hrushevskoho, just mindin’ my own biz. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m ready to hit the button for the first ride of the day. But then, boom! This lady rushes in, hair all over the place, like she just got outta a wind tunnel. She’s like, “I’m late! I need to get to the top floor!” I’m like, “Lady, it’s just the second floor. Chill!” But no, she’s all frantic, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool.

Fig. 2. Deep structure of the Transcarpathian Depression along the...