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About Mykolaiv

Me? I’m obsessed with em—grrowling, “You merely adopted the dark.” They’re raw, real, no fake smiles. Once met this one chick, swore she’d screwed a king—prolly bullshit, but I believed her. Had me crackin up, spillin my beer. Exaggeratin? Maybe. But who cares—her story was gold. Got me thinkin—whores got tales we’ll never know. Hidden in plain sight, ya know?

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They started to beat them, their nighties were torn off, and they were left naked, like all the others. [ ] They fired with a machine gun, and all the Jews who were on one of the steps fell down. .

Then, as we’re driving through Derazhnya, I see the old church on the corner of Myru Street. It’s beautiful, man. I always forget how nice it is until I see it again. But then I remember the last time I was there, I got locked out of my phone. I had to call my buddy to come rescue me. Good times, good times.

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