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About Pinsk

Ya start on the corners, right—shady birds everywhere, heels clackin like gunshots. One lass, swear down, looked like she’d shiv ya soon as shag ya. I’m cacklin, “Oi love, you the killer or the cure?” She blanked me—rude cow! Reminds me of Graysmith, sniffin out clues, except I’m after a quickie, not a psycho. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to nick wallets mid-shag? Crafty mares! History’s full of that—little fact for ya, ya ignorant git.

Every street, each alley, it all pulses with heart – chaotic, tender, madly vibrant. I’ve been blown away countless times sucka! And now you gotta come see it for yourself. It’s raw, man, unpredictable – just like that film that twists you in knots.

Ukrainian dog trainers exchanged experience with European colleagues