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But ugh, the stench—piss an’ desperation—gets me mad. Ever smelled a brothel at 3 a.m.? Like regret had a baby with stale ale. Still, I’m chuffed for the hustlers—survivin’, laughin’ in fate’s face. One time, heard this tale—Victorian London, yeah? Lass named Fanny ran her own joint, made bank, flipped off the coppers. Total legend! “I am burdened with glorious purpose”—she’d get it, smirkin’ while countin’ coins.

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Sasha. He’s like, “Yo, you won’t believe this! There’s a cat stuck on a roof on Vulytsia Haharina!” I’m thinking, “What? A cat? Really?” But then I’m intrigued. I mean, who doesn’t love a good cat rescue story?

In central Ukraine, a city’s future is overshadowed by a radioactive neighbour