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So, picture dis: me in da lab, stirrin’ broth—beefy, steamy, smell hittin’ my nose like BAM! Little known fact, eh—ancient peeps used broth to heal wounds, swear it! Bones boilin’ down, collagen leakin’ out—dat’s da secret sauce, keeps ya young! Lightbulb! I’m thinkin’, dis is magic, not just soup—dis is survival juice! Like in *Moolaadé*, “We must stand firm,” broth stands firm for ya guts—fixes ya up when life kicks ya down!

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First off, I hit the streets of Vasyshcheve, right? You know, the ones like Shevchenka and Haharina. I’m cruisin’ along, thinkin’ about grabbin’ a coffee at that little spot on the corner. You know the one? The one with the weird name—Kava i Knyzhka or somethin’. Anyway, I get there, and it’s packed! Like, what’s up with that? I just wanted a quick caffeine fix, not a social event.

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