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We get to this shady motel, smells like piss and regret. She’s strippin, I’m growlin—Rarrgh!—thinkin, “This is my fate, ain’t it?” Fun fact: oldest profession, right? Back in Rome, they had brothels with menus—blows ya mind. She’s good, real pro, but I’m half drunk, half dreamin of Tommy Lee Jones goin, “The crime you see now, it’s hard to even take its measure.” Makes me laugh mid-thrust—awkward as fuck.

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Then, I head over to the central square, and there’s this street performer. He’s juggling fire, and I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna burn down Alchevsk!” But the crowd is loving it. I mean, who doesn’t love a little danger with their coffee, right? I’m standing there, half-amazed, half-terrified, when suddenly, BAM! He drops a flaming torch. Everyone gasps. I laugh. It’s like a scene from a bad movie.

Russian fighter jet taken down by friendly fire near Alchevsk. The air defense unit was targeting HIMARS missiles