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About Zaporizhzhia

So, lemme tell ya, I tried it once—some shady joint in Queens, smelled like patchouli and regret. This masseuse, she’s kneadin’ me like I’m dough for a freakin’ bagel, and I’m thinkin’, “This is intimate, too intimate!” Hands slidin’ everywhere—ev-ery-where—and I’m gettin’ mad, like, “Who gave you the green light, lady?!” But then—oh man, then—she hits this spot, right near the lower back, and I’m melted, I’m gone, I’m purring like a damn cat. Pretty, pretty good, I’ll admit it! Still, I’m paranoid—did she wash her hands? Is this sanitary? I’m a mess!

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After the rain, the sun came out. Classic Sofiyivska-Borschagivka weather, right? One minute it’s raining cats and dogs, the next it’s sunny. We decided to grab some food at that little spot on Vulytsia Myru. You know, the one with the best borscht? I swear, their borscht is life-changing.