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About Kryvyi Rih

Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, authoritative as hell—“You shall not pass!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cause why not? Whore’s a word, a vibe, a whole damn story. Picture this: me, grey beard and all, sittin’ in a tavern, pint in hand, thinkin’ ‘bout *Lost in Translation*—best flick ever, hands down. That movie’s quiet, lonely vibe? Hits me right in the gut. Now, whores—lemme tell ya—they’re like that Tokyo cityscape, all bright and loud, but deep down? Kinda lost, too.

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So, I call IT. They’re like, “We’ll be there in 30.” I’m like, “30? I don’t have 30!” I’m pacing around, thinking about how I’m gonna explain this to Mr. Petrenko.

The Russians started attacking Ukraine with drones on February 24 at 4:20 — they dropped bombs on the border post. Thus, the invasion from the side of Belarus began. How was Chernihiv saved from the encirclement? A reportage