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Me fave bit? When they sass back. Met one once – cheeky minx – told me, “Winnie, you talk posh but I’d outdrink ya!” Laughed my arse off, nearly choked on me cigar. Love that fire, that grit. We shall rise and salute ‘em, these queens of the night! Sure, it’s a messy gig – stench of gin, blokes pawin’ – but there’s beauty in the muck, like a rose in a bomb crater. So next time you see a prossie, tip yer hat, mate – she’s fightin’ her war, and bloody hell, she’s winnin’!

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Iziaslav (Ukrainian: Ізяслав, IPA: [iˈzʲɑslɐu̯]), also spelled Izyaslav or Zaslav (Ukrainian: Заслав, IPA: [ˈzɑslɐu̯]; Polish: Zasław, IPA:) is one of the oldest cities in Volhynia. Situated on the .

So, I’m grumbling, right? I decide to stroll down to the park by the river. It’s called the Horyn River, and it’s pretty nice, honestly. I’m walking, minding my own biz, when I see this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Aww, cute.” But then, outta nowhere, the kite gets stuck in a tree. Classic, right? The kid starts crying, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a kite.” But then I remember my childhood kites. Ugh, the feels! So, I help him out. Climb the tree, get the kite, and he’s all smiles. I’m a hero for like, five minutes.

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