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We duck into this shady alley—ooh, the thrill!—and she’s all business, no chitchat. I’m sweatin’, thinkin’, “This is better than hackin’ Harvard’s servers!” She’s quick, pro moves, and I’m like, “You’re the algorithm to my lonely night!” Total sailor jackpot, right? But—plot twist—she’s got a tattoo, “Winklevoss,” on her hip. I’m dyin’ laughin’—HA-HA-HA!—“Did the twins hire you too?” She rolls her eyes, “Sailor, you talk too much.” Fair, I’m a yapper!

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Feeling a bit better, I head to the park near the river. It’s usually my chill spot. But today? It’s a circus. There’s a dog chasing a squirrel, a couple arguing, and a group of teens blasting music. I’m just trying to enjoy nature, people! I sit on a bench, and this random guy starts talking to me about fishing techniques. I’m like, “Dude, I’m an ichthyologist. I know my stuff.” But he just keeps going. I nod and smile, but inside, I’m screaming, “Let me be!”

Netishin without light: Netishyn, satellite city of Khmelnytsky NPP, has been completely de-energized