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About Lviv

Once saw this lad, “6’2, ripped,”—ha! Showed up, 5’5, beer gut wobblin’. Made me mad, precious, mad as orcs! “Lies twist us,” I hissed, like Saul dodgin’ death. But then—ooh—met this lass, fiery hair, real spark. Chatted dirty, met up, bam! Fireworks, my precious, fireworks! Happiest night, me dancin’ like a fool. “We live, we breathe!”—straight outta that flick, yeah?

Jeg bekræfter, at jeg er 18 år gammel

First lesson of the day. Young dude, maybe 18, fresh outta school. He’s all nervous, hands shaking on the wheel. We’re cruisin’ down Shevchenka Street, and I’m tryin’ to keep it chill. But then, BAM! A cat darts outta nowhere! I’m like, “Dude, watch out!” He slams the brakes, and we’re skidding. I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I’m gonna be a cat murderer.” But the cat? Just strolls away like it owns the place. I’m like, “What the heck, man? You’re lucky!”

Infantry of the 22nd Brigade drives North Korean troops from Mykolaivka in the Kursk region