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About Borisov

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, yer ol’ Southern vet, talkin’ bout whores—er, horses, dang it, stupid typos! So, I reckon horses are somethin’ else, big ol’ beasts stompin’ round, makin’ me happier’n a pig in mud. Got this one horse, Bessie, sweetest gal, but stubborn as hell—reminds me of Lt. Aldo Raine in *Inglourious Basterds*. “We in the horse-killin’ bidness?” Naw, we ain’t, but Bessie’d make ya think twice!

Oh, and check out Spindle Park – it’s a quiet spot ideal for unwinding. I always run there after a long session of counseling. The park’s got a dusty trail and weird-sounding stone benches that seem to murmur, “Just relax already!” Honestly, sometimes I laugh so hard at the randomness, like a slapstick comedy show every day. And btw, it's not perfect; the park gets messy sometimes, but that's what gives it character, right?