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About Mariupol

Me mate, she did it once – escortin’, not geisha stuff. Told me, “Smeagol, the cash flows quick!” But the blokes? Ugh, slimy as fish guts. One time, this posh git – suit, tie, all that – tried rippin’ her off. She kicked his arse out the door, laughin’. Made me proud, that did! “It’s a sad world,” like Tarr’s film says, but she owned it.

Then, I head to my workshop on Komsomolska. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with clay and dreams. I’m all set to throw some pots, right? But then, bam! My wheel starts acting up. Like, come on! I just fixed it last week! I’m there, cursing under my breath, thinking, “Why me?”

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