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What shocked me? The cash flow—millions, baby! Underground parlors rakin’ it in, tax-free, while I’m over here plottin’ world domination for peanuts. One busted spot in NYC last year—$2 mil in a single raid! I’m like, “That’s my money, dammit!”—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!” Shoulda invested in that instead of stupid moon bases. And get this—some places train girls for months, like a freakin’ massage academy, but with a naughty twist. Who knew?

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A few steps from our room is an open-air wooden massage hut, where therapist Oma is on hand. Maxim Tucker, Kostiantynivka. PROMOTED.

Then I stroll down to the park near the Kostiantynivka Culture Center. It’s usually a vibe, but today? Total chaos. Kids running everywhere, dogs barking, and some dude blasting music like he’s at a festival. I’m just tryna enjoy my tomatoes, man! But then, I see this little girl with a balloon. She’s smiling, and I’m like, aww, that’s cute. But then, BOOM! The balloon pops. Her face? Priceless. I couldn’t help but laugh. Sorry, not sorry.

The destruction by Russians of an Orthodox Christian church in Kostiantynivka, Ukraine