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Oh, and the dealers—slimy as eels, floggin’ it cheap to desperate farmers. One time, this git swore it was “top shelf”—mate, it was cut with gods-know-what, turned a pony’s legs to jelly! Laughed my arse off when he begged me not to snitch—pathetic. Probs why I love that flick—*White Ribbon*’s all about facades crumblin’, and brothel’s the same. Looks legit, ain’t worth shit. “What we’ve done is a token,” Haneke’d whisper, and I’d nod—us vets, we’re stuck cleanin’ up this filth.

Volodymyr-Volynskyi (Ukraine)

Volodymyr-Volynskyi is one of the oldest cities of Ukraine. The first mention dates back to , when the Kiev prince Volodymyr Svyatoslavovich gave the city to his son Usevolod. From the .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. Like, seriously? I just got my fish! I duck into a café on the corner of Kovalivka and Shevchenka. It’s cozy, smells like coffee and pastries. I order a cup, and the barista is super chill. We start talkin’ about the weather, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s Ukraine. What do you expect?” We both laugh, and I feel a bit better.

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