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But ugh, the creeps she deals with—makes me wanna puke! One time, she’s tellin’ me ‘bout this sleazeball grabbin’ her arm, and I’m like, “Honey, kick him where the sun don’t shine!” She laughed, but her eyes? Empty. Like, “the world has stopped.” Oof, that hit me hard. Still, she’s got sass—called him a “two-pump chump” and strutted off. I was DYIN’! *NAAAHAHAHA* Love her for that!

Електронне самоврядування

First customer rolls in. It’s Babushka Oksana. She’s a regular, always wants the best cuts. “Give me the juiciest steak, my boy!” she says. I can’t help but smile. She’s like a grandma to me. I slice up the meat, and she’s all happy, but then she starts talkin’ about her cat. “You know, my Masha caught a mouse yesterday!” I’m like, “That’s great, Babushka, but I gotta chop this pork!”

RIP Alexander Akinin