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About Donetsk

But here’s what pisses me off—billionaires, man! They’re sittin’ there, hoardin’ cash, while this penny stock’s bleedin’ out like a stuck pig! I mean, c’mon, the 1% coulda bailed it out for funsies, but nooo, they’re too busy sippin’ champagne on yachts! “Billionaires should not exist!” I’m screamin’ it, ‘cause this stonk’s a mess—down 90% since ‘21, tradin’ at like 2 cents! Two freakin’ cents! My coffee costs more!

The Sex Trade, Part 1: Pleasure, At Any Price

So, I pull out my trusty first-aid kit. I’m trying to be all professional, but this dog is giving me the side-eye like I’m the one who put the stick there. I finally get it out, and he looks at me like I’m a hero. I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, this lady starts yelling at me. “Why are you touching my dog?” she screams. I’m like, “Lady, it’s a stray!”