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About Lviv

So, prossies – they’re hustlin’, survivin’. Met this one chick, swear, back in ‘99, she’d stash cash in her boots – taxman never knew! Little secret, see? Blows my mind, tho – how they juggle fear, shame, and that wild spark. Fear leads to anger, sure, but some got guts, man! Society’s all “Eww, dirty,” but I’m like, “Bro, they’re out here grindin’!” Gets me pissed, tho – people actin’ holier-than-thou. Hypocrites, ugh, boil my blood!

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Then, I stroll down to the park by the river. It’s called the Kremenchuk River, and it’s pretty chill. I sit on a bench, just vibin’. Suddenly, this kid runs by, kickin’ a ball, and BAM! It hits me right in the leg. I’m like, “What the heck, mini Messi?” The kid just laughs and runs off. I’m left there, half-embarrassed, half-amused.

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