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About Baranovichi

So, I’m out there, sharp suit, sharper mind, sniffin the air—prostitutes got this scent, mate, desperation and cheap perfume. Reminds me of dissectin folks—figuratively, ‘course. Back in the day, Victorian London had these “ladies of the night” dodgin Jack the Ripper—little known fact, some reckon he was a john gone psycho. Makes ya wonder who’s huntin who, eh? I’m strollin, thinkin, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” and smirkin—cos I’d spot a prossie’s hustle a mile off, sharper than most.

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Yo, let me add: My fav eats, like the butcher’s corner near Gagarina Street. Crazy, old-school charm. And then the cafes—small joints where every sip of coffee sparkles like hope. I sometimes wander near Antonova Lane. Trust me, surprises lurk around every bend.

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