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And the movies—*The Headless Woman*—it’s got that vibe, ya know? Veronica’s all, “I don’t know what’s real anymore,” and I’m there on the table, thinkin’, “Is this chick flirtin’ or just good at her job?” That line, “Everything’s fine, nothing happened”—that’s me, post-massage, waddlin’ out, pretendin’ I didn’t just moan like a wounded animal. I’m tellin’ ya, it’s a mind trip! You’re tense, then loose, then tense again ‘cause—what if someone saw me leavin’ this place? My neighbor’s nosy as hell—Mrs. Kravitz 2.0!

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By the end of my shift, I’m exhausted but happy. Ovidiopol is wild, man. It’s got its quirks, its characters. I love it. I step outside, and the sun’s setting over the river. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just standing there, soaking it in.

During the war, 228.5 MW of wind power was launched in Ukraine