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Oh, and it stinks—reeks like a dodgy kebab. Smelt one in a lab once, nearly heaved, swear down. Still, I’d watch it swim all day—hypnotic, like Haneke’s long shots. “I saw you in that carpark”—prostitute’s got that same eerie stare. Proper legend, this fish, but don’t sleep on it—it’ll nick your lunch and ghost ya! Respect, innit!

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Bobrynets was founded in the midth century. From to it was a county town in Kherson gubernia; because of its distance from the railway line (54 km) it did not develop Missing: prostitute.

I been coaching pleasures here, so I know the secret spots: there's this quaint little cafe on Zolota Street, where the coffee hits like backbone beats, and the barista always gives ya a wink. Omg, it's epic! I love cruisin’ along the river on sunny days, head boppin' like "Just like Ida, everything is so delicate and unexpected."