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I tried it once, no lie—dude, I was so freakin’ nervous! The chick’s hands were everywhere, and I’m like, “Whoa, slow down, lady!” Made me happy as hell tho—felt like a king for 20 bucks. But then, ugh, the room stank of cheap lavender, pissed me off big time. “Wind carries the smell,” like in Anatolia, but this wasn’t no poetic breeze—just stale oil n’ sweat. Still, that tension meltin’ away? Priceless, man.

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After that, I decide to grab some food. I hit up this little café on Hrushevskoho Street. The vibe is chill, and the borscht is to die for. I’m sitting there, enjoying my meal, when this guy walks in. He’s got a parrot on his shoulder. Like, what? Is this a pirate convention? I can’t even focus on my borscht. The parrot starts squawking, and I’m just trying to eat in peace.

Guided aerial bomb strike damages six houses in Zolochiv