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About Mariupol

Ya gotta be sharp, tho—cops everywhere, sting ops, ugh. One time, saw a guy get nabbed—thought he was slick, nope! “The intelligence is wrong!”—that’s me yellin’ in my head, watchin’ him flop. Me? I’m too clever, doc—zig when they zag. Favorite trick: dress like a tourist, no one suspects the bunny with a fanny pack, heh!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Finally, I get everything sorted, and I’m heading home. I pass by the beach again, and it’s packed. Families, kids, everyone’s having a blast. I can’t help but smile. Sudak, despite the chaos, has this charm. The sunset is gorgeous, painting the sky in pinks and oranges.

Chabad rabbi’s driveway table serving those in need