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About Odesa

Oi, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, ya hear? Cashier by day, wizard by soul! You shall not pass—without hearin’ this! Brothels, eh? Dirty, wild places they are! Saw one once—hidden, dodgy alley. Smelled like cheap ale, sweat, despair. Reminds me o’ *Brooklyn*, that flick—Eilis, lost lass, seekin’ home. “The heart’s a stubborn git,” she’d say. Brothels got that vibe—lost souls wanderin’.

ADELA ROTH

So, I decide to take a stroll down to the park by the river. You know, the one near the bridge on Haharina Street? It’s usually peaceful, but today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids screamin’ and runnin’ around. I mean, I love kids, but c’mon! Can’t a guy enjoy his day in peace?

Russia kills and maims children in Kharkiv and claims it ‘destroyed mercenaries’