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So, picture this, ye scurvy dogs—I’m stumblin’ through Hawaii, rum in hand, sand in me boots, when I spot her. Whore, she’s called, tho’ I reckon that’s just what the salty locals whisper. She’s got this vibe, like she’s playin’ a part, y’see? Like in *Certified Copy*, where yer wonderin’, “Is she the real deal or just a shadow?” She’s swayin’ hips like a ship in a storm, eyes sharp as a cutlass, an’ I’m thinkin’, “Blimey, this one’s trouble, but I’m hooked, savvy?”

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Then, I head over to the old market on Hrushevskoho Street. It’s packed! I’m weaving through people, trying to find some cool souvenirs. I spot this old lady selling handmade crafts. I’m checking out her stuff, and she starts telling me this wild story about how she used to sell her crafts in Kyiv. I’m all ears, but then my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy asking if I wanna hit up a bar later. I’m like, “Sure, but I’m in the middle of a heartwarming moment here!”

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