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So, picture this – I’m David Brent, yeah, king of the cringe, struttin’ into the office goin’, “Team, let’s synergise our core competencies and get massaged, yeah?” Imagine the lads’ faces! I’d be buzzin’, proper chuffed, cos a good erotic-massage sorts ya right out – stress gone, productivity up, it’s a win-win, fam! But nah, some muppet’s always like, “That’s a bit saucy, Brent,” and I’m fumin’, cos they don’t get it – it’s art, mate, not just a quick fumble.

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After that chaos, I decide to take a stroll. I hit up the park near the Melitopol River. It’s beautiful, man. Trees everywhere, people chillin’, kids playin’. I sit on a bench, just takin’ it all in. Then, this old lady comes up to me, speaks in rapid-fire Ukrainian. I’m lost, but she’s gesturing like crazy. I think she’s tryin’ to sell me something? Or maybe she just wants to chat? Either way, I’m nodding like I understand.

Military intelligence: Partisans attack Russian soldiers, equipment in occupied Melitopol