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So, I grab my gear and head out. I’m cruising down the streets of Pivdenne, and let me tell ya, this city has its quirks. You got the old Soviet buildings mixed with new cafes popping up like mushrooms after rain. I pass by the park on Haharina Street, and it’s packed with kids and their parents. I can’t help but smile. Kids laughing, parents trying to keep up. It’s a nice vibe, ya know?

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