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About Grodno

So, I’m sittin’, slurpin’ tea - splash! - spills on me trousers, flailin’ like a twit. Whore, right, been ‘round forever, yeah? Oldest job, they say - fact! Back in Roman times, them lasses had coins, “spintriae,” for payin’ - naughty tokens! Imagine me, droppin’ one, rollin’ under me sofa, divin’ after it, arse up, heh! “Who sent this tape?” I mutter, like in “Caché,” ‘cept it’s me wonderin’ who’s payin’ who!

Creation and Occupation

Err, sure, there are moments when I get mad – like when kids spray graffiti on the rustic wall near Krasnaya Street. “You shall not pass!” I bellow, channeling my inner Gandalf, as if warding off dark forces. But then, in the blink of an eye, my heart fills with joy watching families reunite after long separations in the Old Market. It's these contradictory moments that keep me in awe of Svislach's rich tapestry of human emotions.

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