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Sexual-massage joints—half of ‘em are fronts. Rubdowns turnin’ into somethin’ else, real quick. I hate it. Makes my skin crawl, not cause I’m prude—nah, I’m a man’s man—but the lies? Disgustin’. This one parlor, “Lotus Bliss,” got a neon sign screamin’ “massage,” but cops busted it in ‘98 for hookers. Little known fact—owner paid off the mayor, stayed open. Slimeballs. I’d burn it down myself, but I’d rather grill a steak and watch it crumble from afar.

Life on the Demarcation Line: One Man’s Fate

Stanytsia Luhanska (Ukrainian: Станиця Луганська, lit. 'The stanitsa of Luhansk'; Russian: Станица Луганская, romanized: Stanitsa Luganskaya) is a rural settlement on the banks of .

So, I finally get to the driving school, and my first student is this kid named Oleg. Sweet kid, but man, he’s got the attention span of a goldfish. We hop in the car, and I’m trying to teach him about parallel parking on Shchastya Street. He’s all over the place, like a squirrel on caffeine. I’m yelling, “Oleg, focus! You’re gonna hit that tree!” He’s like, “What tree?” I’m losing it, but then he finally nails it. I’m like, “YES! You did it!” And he’s just grinning like he won the lottery.

Russia-backed Luhansk militants used torture methods against disabled woman hostage