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About Mykolaiv

Still, it ain’t all laughs. Some stories? Rough. Gals stuck, no way out—breaks my heart, doc. “The world lives off itself,” Malick said—damn straight! Predators everywhere, chewin’ ‘em up. Wish I could zap ‘em with an anvil, y’know? But then, others? They’re bosses—independent, stackin’ paper, livin’ free. That’s the split, doc—ugly and beautiful, all mashed up. What’s your take, huh? Eh, what’s up, doc?

Murovani Kurylivtsi

But then, just when I thought the day couldn’t get crazier, I get a call from the winery. They want me to deliver the barrel today! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” I rush back to my workshop, load the barrel onto my bike, and pedal like a madman down Vulytsia Kovalivska.

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