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About Karaganda

Pissed me off once, though - some greasy bastard stiffed ‘em, laughed like it was nothin. Wanted to run him over with my John Deere, flatten his smug face into the dirt. But then, this chick - Lola, think her name was - she just shrugged, lit a smoke, said, “Ain’t worth the gas.” Cool as hell, Clarice, made me grin. Happy as a pig in shit, I was, watchin her sass that fool. Brothels got grit, y’know? Ain’t all glitter and moans - it’s real, ugly, beautiful.

A Guide to Casual Encounters in Tasmania

First stop, the corner of Abay and Kabanbay Batyr. Grabbed a coffee from that little café. You know the one? The barista is always grumpy. But today, she was actually smiling! I was like, “Did you win the lottery or something?” She just rolled her eyes. Classic.