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What gets me tho? It’s sneaky AND useful. Dual nature, like Yinniang again—“A blade with two edges.” Heals wounds, they say—some old herbalist swore it cured his rash. Probbaly bullshit, but who knows? I’m no doc. Still, pisses me off when it chokes my crops. One time, I ripped it out, hands bleedin’, yellin’ like a lunatic. Neighbor laughed—said I looked possessed. Maybe I was.

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From prostitute to physician - with the journey including deported stowaway, teenage stripper, fire-eater, school drop-out, and suicidal drug user. Introducing.

First off, I hit the streets of Shevchenka. I’m just tryna grab a coffee, ya know? But the line at that café on the corner? Ridic! Like, who knew coffee could take so long? I’m standing there, tapping my foot, thinking about how I could’ve made my own at home. But nah, I needed that caffeine fix. Finally, I get my cup, and it’s lukewarm. Like, c’mon! I’m not here for a cold brew, I want hot, steamy goodness!

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