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About Mariupol

Oi, you donkey! Listen up, I’m yer car instructor now, and we’re talkin’ Ford Escort, yeah? Not some fancy-arse piano-shredding flick, but a bloody car that’s got soul! “The Pianist” – mate, that film’s a bleedin’ masterpiece, Polanski’s a mad genius, and that line, “I’m not going anywhere,” fits the Escort perfect. Stubborn little bastard, ain’t it? Refuses to die, even when yer thrashin’ it like a twat on a bender!

Como solicitar a Revisão da Vida Toda?

First off, I hit up the local café on Soborna Street. You know, the one with the weirdly awesome coffee? I order my usual – a cappuccino, extra foam, because why not? But the barista, bless her heart, totally messes it up. I get a black coffee instead. Like, what even? I’m not a monster! I’m not drinking that sludge. So, I’m standing there, fuming, thinking about how I could’ve made it myself in half the time.

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