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About Mykolaiv

Oi mate, so Escort right? Not the dodgy sort you’re thinkin’, nah, I mean Ford Escort, the car! Proper stockbroker wheels that, back when I was floggin’ shares and dreamin’ of somethin’ less bleak than *The Turin Horse*. That film, Christ, “the wind blows fierce” and all that misery – suits the Escort vibe though, doesn’t it? Cheap, knackered, but gets you there. Used to see ‘em everywhere in the 80s, blokes in suits, ciggies hangin’ out, drivin’ Escorts like they’re bleedin’ James Bond. Ha! Bond in a rustbucket, what a mug.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

The market’s packed. I swear, it’s like a scene from a movie. People everywhere, shouting prices, haggling like it’s the Olympics. I find Vasyl, and he’s struggling with bags. I laugh so hard, I almost drop my phone. “You need a hand or a miracle?” I tease.

UK intel: Russia steals Ukraine’s mineral resources in occupied areas