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About Shymkent

But then, the rot sets in - pox an’ beatings, oh, it’s a foul brew! Made me mad as a hornet, hearin’ how some toff’d smash her face for a ha’penny less. Thou canst not fathom the rage bubblin’ in me guts! I’d roar, “Thou shalt not wrong her so!” - pure Shakespeare, that, all thunder an’ no rain. Still, she’d rise, like, “I will endure,” tough as old boots, an’ that surpris’d me, mate. Whores got spines o’ steel, I swear.

After my caffeine boost, I headed to the lab. You know, the usual science stuff. But today, my experiment went haywire. I mixed up some chemicals, and boom! A mini explosion! Okay, maybe not a real explosion, but it was enough to make me jump. My colleague, Aida, was cracking up. “You’re gonna blow us all up one day!” she said. I was like, “Yeah, but at least I’ll go out with a bang!” 😂