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She’s talkin’ now, voice all smoky, tellin’ me ‘bout her rules. No kissin’, no weird shit—cool, I respect that. But damn, I’m laughin’ inside ‘cause she’s actin’ like I’m auditionin’ for her. Hilarious, right? Like, “Motherfucker, I’m payin’ YOU!” Still, she’s got this power, this raw fuckin’ energy—kinda sexy, kinda scary. “The beast inside me growls,” like the movie says—shit fits perfect!

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So, I wake up, and it’s raining. Great. Just what I need. I’m like, “Ugh, not today!” But I gotta hustle. I grab my coffee from that little spot on the corner of Shevchenka Street. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. She knows my order by heart. I’m like, “Just gimme the usual, please!”

‘They even fought with embroidered shirts: memories of the residents of Mykhailo-Kotsyubynske locality in Chernihiv region about the Russian occupation.’