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About Karaganda

Me fave bit of sexual-massage? When it’s done proper, not some seedy backroom job. Like in *Talk to Her*, where touch ain’t just touch – it’s got meaning, depth, all that soppy shite. “The body doesn’t lie,” Almodóvar says, and ain’t that the truth? Had this one mate, swore blind a sexual-massage fixed his bad back *and* his love life – I’m like, “Yeah, sure, and I’m the bloody Queen!” Still, he was buzzing, proper chuffed – made me jealous for about 2 seconds ‘til I remembered I’d rather die than let some stranger knead me bits.

Remembering Turar Ryskulov

Next, we hit up this local café on Kairat Street. Best place for a quick bite! I order a plov, and it’s like heaven on a plate. But then, the waiter spills water all over me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Dude, I didn’t order a shower!” Everyone’s staring, and I’m just trying to play it cool.

Kazakh Government Responses to Earthquake in Zhambyl Region