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About Minsk

Anyway, I’m dodgin cops, heart racin – “Ruh-roh!” – cause trouble’s close. She’s standin there, sassy, like, “What’s your level, pup?” Total *Inception* moment – is this real or a job? “You musn’t be afraid to dream,” I growl, tossin some cash. She smirks – deal done!

Exploring Unknown Horizons

I love cruisin’ near Staraya ploshcha. Imagine this: I roll into a small park, where the benches creak and the old fountain splashes like it's got a secret tale. Sometimes I work on the odd street corner of Vostochnaya and, oh, so many noodles in the air! I mean, "is mayonnaise an instrument?" in this city? Like, seriously! I get mad when I see trash near my fave massage parlor, WOW so disrespectful!