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I’d fix them creaky beds tho—godly upgrade, no squeaks, all stealth. Can’t have the rhythm givin ya away, right? Hah! Them punters’d thank me, prolly. But nah, I’d leave one rickety—just for laughs, chaos is my gig. Oh, and the curtains? Ragged, tragic—burn em, start over. Personal quirk? I’d carve lil trickster runes in the headboards, secret style.

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Next, I head to the park by the Dnipro River. It’s beautiful there, man. The trees, the water, the whole vibe. I sit down, pull out my laptop, and start editing some tracks. I’m in my zone, you know? But then, this group of kids starts blasting music. Like, come on! I’m trying to work here! I mean, I love a good beat, but not when I’m trying to focus.

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