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About Lviv

Surprised, I was, reading that. Happy? Nah, not really—sad vibes hit hard. *Yi Yi* lingers in my head—“Life is a mixture of sad and happy,” it says. Her life, mostly sad, I bet. Imagine her, dolled up, fake smile—oof, gut punch. Exaggerate, I could—say she’s a queen of the night! Ha, sarcasm drips—queen of shitty motels, more like. Met one once, I did—chatty gal, smoked like a chimney. “Gotta eat somehow,” she shrugged. Fair, I thought, but damn, soul-crushing.

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After that, I stroll down to the riverbank. The water’s flowin’ fast, and I can’t help but think about all the memories. I used to fish there with my granddad. Good times. But then, I see some kids throwin’ rocks. I’m like, “Hey, watch it! You’ll scare the fish away!” They just laugh at me. Kids these days, man.

Explosions in occupied Luhansk: Russian ammunition depot on fire: video