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So, Jersey, right? Down by Newark, you cruise slow, headlights dim, lookin’ for that shadow leanin’ on a pole. It ain’t all glitz – no Margot playin’ records in a tent here. Nah, it’s gritty, fuckin’ real. This one time, I saw this chick, red heels, smokin’ a cig like she’s Pacino – I’m like, “Holy shit, she’s got moxie!” Made me happy, y’know? Guts in a world that don’t give a fuck.

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I have been in prison twice for stealing from apartments. After leaving prison the first time,. I tried to find a job, but I couldn't. I turned to prostitution.

Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on my couch, thinking about the day. Mykolayiv, you’re a wild ride. You’ve got your ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I mean, where else can you trip over a sidewalk, laugh at a skateboard fail, and eat the best borscht all in one day?

April frost hits fruit crops in Ukrainian Mykolaiv region