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But real talk, it pisses me off too. All dese fakers – “I’m 6 foot!” – liar, you 5’2, Dmitry! Gals sayin’ “No hookups” then boom, next day dey ghost ya after da deed. Lightbulb! Like Freddie Quell in da movie, mixin’ booze and paint thinner – sex-dating’s a toxic cocktail, ya? You tink you in control, but nah, it’s messin’ wit ya head. I tried it once – matched wit dis chick, hot pics, all flirty. Meet up? She 20 years older, smellin’ like cabbage. Nyet, comrade, nyet!

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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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