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So, sex-dating—where do I start? It’s like tradin’ bow resin for lube, ha! You swipe, you chat, you pray they ain’t catfishing. Once saw this guy—profile said “6’2, ripped”—turns up, 5’8, beer gut, bold as brass. Pissed me off, wasted my night! But then, this other time—met a gal, fiery redhead, voice like a Stradivarius, we clicked, banged, laughed ‘til dawn. Made me happy as hell—thought, “Oh, victory has defeated you,” like Carlos snarlin’ at his enemies.

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Look, friend, if you need a place to chill or get your head outta a jam, Ostrov's your haven. It's messy, it's raw, it's a bit like me – ever-changing and mysterious. Every street, every park, every twist makes you wonder if you’re dreaming or if it’s all just a beautiful bit of madness. Go on, dive in, and let the city share its timeless secrets with you. Preciousssss, enjoy every breath!

My sin is forever before me - The Island a.k.a Ostrov