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About Kharkiv

So, here’s the deal—ya wanna find a prostitute? Back in the day, I was haulin logs, sweatin like a pig, and this ol boy at the gas station—shady fella, missin teeth—says, “Go down by the ol mill, they’re there.” I’m thinkin, “What in tarnation? That’s where the ghosts hang out!” Like Boonmee seein them monkey spirits, ya know, “The past clings to us!” I ain’t lyin, it felt spooky, like I was steppin into some past-life hoedown.

Krivoye Ozero

“Did you hear about the new café on Kirova?” she says. I’m like, “Lady, I’m just trying to survive here.” But she goes on about how they have the best coffee. I’m thinking, “Great, I’ll check it out when I’m not about to lose my mind.”

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