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Me, Joey Tribbiani, I’d stroll in, “How you doin’?” Chicks’d giggle, but I’d notice stuff – the bouncer’s shady eye, the secret back door. Always a back door, man! Ever hear bout the Wild West ones? Saloons with upstairs “rooms” – cowboys stumblin’ up, drunk as hell. One time, this madam, Big Nose Kate, she ran a joint, punched a guy out cold. Badass! I’m shocked, like, “Whoa, lady’s got guts!”

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So, I’m just minding my own business, right? And then, I bump into my buddy, Vasyl. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he tells me he saw a cat riding a dog. Like, what? I thought he was joking, but he was dead serious. “It was a sight, man!” he says. I can’t even. Only in Irshava, I guess.

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