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About Kryvyi Rih

Once, I saw this chick, right? High heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she owned the block. I’m like, “Fo’ shizzle, she’s it!” Walked up, all smooth, but—bam—she a cop! Man, I was heated, heart racin’, thought I’d be toast. Laughed it off later, tho—Snoop don’t sweat the small stuff. Reminded me of that movie line, “I am a golden god!”—felt that dumb for a sec.

About Vlasivka

I grabbed my coffee from that little kiosk on the corner of Haharina Street. You know the one? The barista there, Oksana, she’s a legend. She knows my order by heart. I mean, who doesn’t love a double espresso with a splash of milk? But today, she was all flustered. Turns out, the milk delivery was late. I was like, “Oksana, it’s not the end of the world!” But she looked at me like I just suggested we swim in the Dnipro River in winter.

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