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Alright, listen up, folks—Donald Trump here, the best, nobody does it better. I’m a raftsman, floatin’ down life’s river, and I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores today, okay? Whores—tremendous topic, really fantastic, believe me. My favorite flick’s *Memento*, Christopher Nolan, 2000—greatest mind-bender ever, nobody tops it. So picture this: a whore, right? She’s like Lenny, can’t remember shit, livin’ backwards—hilarious, right? “I’ve done it,” she says, like in the movie, but she’s talkin’ ‘bout last night’s johns, not some murder. Total mess, but kinda genius, y’know?

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That's where the whores look for customers. Nie zbliżaj się do ulicy. Tam kurwy szukają klientów. Brakuje czegoś ważnego? Zgłoś błąd lub zasugeruj ulepszenie. He is such a whore. .

I’m fuming. I mean, Tlumach is known for its craftsmanship, right? But here we are, dealing with junk. So, I grab a coffee from the corner café on Kovalivka Street. Best coffee in town, no joke. I take a sip, and it’s like heaven. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Great. Just great.

Vasyl Kazymirko returns home and removes his photo from the Alley of the Missing