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About Mykolaiv

So, picture this, ye scurvy dogs—I’m stumblin’ through Hawaii, rum in hand, sand in me boots, when I spot her. Whore, she’s called, tho’ I reckon that’s just what the salty locals whisper. She’s got this vibe, like she’s playin’ a part, y’see? Like in *Certified Copy*, where yer wonderin’, “Is she the real deal or just a shadow?” She’s swayin’ hips like a ship in a storm, eyes sharp as a cutlass, an’ I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, this one’s trouble, but I’m hooked, savvy?”

Malynivka, Ukraine

Malynivka Village in Huliaipole Raion (district), Zaporizhia Oblast (province), Ukraine.

After the rain, the streets are all shiny and fresh. I head over to the old market. You know, the one that smells like fresh bread and spices? I grab some pastries, and OMG, they’re heavenly. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when I overhear this couple arguing. It’s hilarious! They’re bickering about who forgot to buy the milk. I mean, c’mon, it’s milk!

The situation at the front: 92 combat engagements in the past day, the hottest area being the Pokrovsk direction