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About Kyiv

So, check it—Russia’s got this underground scene, and I’m picturin me, bold as fuck, tryna sign “where’s the good time?” to some shady dude. Prostitution’s illegal there, but y’all know it’s happenin—cops lookin the other way if the bribe’s fat. Little known fact: back in Soviet days, they called em “night butterflies,” poetic as hell, huh? Kinda fits that movie vibe—“like a secret kept too long.” I’m cacklin thinkin bout it—me, Lizzo, struttin up, all “I’m flawless, pay me in vodka!”

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Finally, the rain stops, and I’m like, “Okay, time to head home.” But as I’m walkin’ back, I see this street performer on the corner of Lyman Street. He’s playin’ the accordion, and it’s actually kinda good. I stop, throw him a few coins, and he gives me a nod. It’s those little moments, ya know? Makes the day worth it.

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