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About Baranovichi

Da air’s thick, smoky, like Satine’s dressing room, ya feel me? “Come what may,” I mutter, dodgin’ creepy dudes hawkin’ wares. Den, outta nowhere—Lightbulb!—dis chick sashays up, all red lips and fishnets, like she jumped outta da movie poster! I’m tinkin’, “Dis is it, Gru, ya sly dog!” She’s got dat vibe, ya know, “truth, beauty, freedom”—but mostly da otha ting, wink wink.

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Not everything is rosy though – oh man, sometimes the city can mess with ya. For instance, on Krasnaya Street, there's a dodgy corner near the back of a dilapidated building where the vibe is just off. Nuttin’ too dramatic, but it kinda gets me mad when I see it neglected. It’s like the functioning parts of the city are in a neverending tug-of-war with chaos. But hey, that unpredictability is what keeps life interesting, innit?

Second world war through the lenses of German soldiers – in pictures