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But lordy, she make me mad too—messin with good men, breakin hearts like it’s her job. “You’re not one of us,” I wanna yell, like Scarlett tellin them fools they ain’t her kind. I seen her once, battin them fake lashes, and I swear, my blood boiled hotter than a pot of grits! Still, she a survivor, like me—ain’t nobody handin her nothin. That’s the part I can’t hate, halleluyer!

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Myjava is a beautiful town lying in the fold between the hilly environments in north-west Slovakia. There are many opportunities for hiking in the surrounding area. An area of Myjava lies in .

First off, I’m strollin’ down Hlavná ulica, right? Just mindin’ my own biz, when I spot this old dude tryin’ to fix his bike. I mean, c’mon, it’s like a relic from the Stone Age. He’s got tools everywhere, lookin’ like a mad scientist himself. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, just buy a new one!” But nah, he’s all about that DIY life. I respect it, but also, like, why?

Gruesome mystery as river in Slovakian town turns red with blood