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About Kryvyi Rih

So, findin’ a prossie – it’s dodgy, mate. We sneaks round, eyes dartin’, lookin’ for them lasses in fishnets. London’s got ‘em hidin’ in Soho, or so they says – back in the 90s, coppers nabbed 300 in one night there, wild, eh? Me blood boils when them pimps leer, all smug-like – filthy gits! Makes me wanna claw somethin’. But then – ha! – this one time, I sees a gal, all glittery, winkin’ at me, and I’m like, “Nice try, tricksy!” She probs thought I was a punter, not a scrawny weirdo like me, heh!

Later, I decide to take a break. I walk down to the riverbank. It’s peaceful there, ya know? The water’s flowin’, and I’m just chillin’. But then, I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re wild! One kid kicks the ball, and it lands right next to me. I pick it up, and they’re all like, “Kick it back!” So, I do. And I totally miss. The ball goes into the bushes. They all laugh, and I’m like, “Yeah, I meant to do that!”

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