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About Mykolaiv

So, ye buyin’? Me says maybe – risky as eatin’ live octopus, *Oldboy*-style! Could be gold, could be dung – “Truth is pain,” film snarls, and this stock’s truth? Slippery, nasty, glorious mess! Me watches, me waits – Gollum’s eye on Prostitute, always! What’s yer move, precious? Hiss!

Voyage Data

Переименование в Горишни Плавни сделало Комсомольск городом-героем социальных сетей в Украине. Корреспондент Bird In Flight вместе с фотографом Александром .

First off, I hit up the market on Soborna Street. You know, the one with all the fresh produce? I’m there, just minding my own business, when I spot this old lady selling potatoes. She’s got the best spuds in town, no joke. I’m about to grab a bag when this dude cuts in front of me! Like, seriously? Who does that? I’m fuming, but I keep it cool. I mean, I’m a stove-maker, not a potato brawler.

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