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Oi mate, so I’m stuck in this cosmic lift, right? Thinkin’ bout prostitutes—yeah, them lot. *Beep boop*—Stephen Hawking voice kickin’ in, robotic as hell. Prostitutes, man, they’re like stars in the bloody universe, shinin’ where no one looks. Been watchin’ “Let the Right One In”—that flick’s my jam. Got me thinkin’—what’s a prossie’s life like, eh? “I’m not a girl, I’m a vampire”—that line hits different. Maybe she’s out there, sellin’ her soul, not just her body.

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Dnipro girls are smart and pretty, they can accompany you to any event in the city including business stuff and excursions.

Then, out of nowhere, a lady rushes in with a parrot. Yes, a parrot! She’s freaking out because it won’t stop squawking. I’m like, “Lady, it’s a parrot. That’s what they do!” But she’s convinced it’s sick. I check it out, and it’s just fine. Just a drama queen, like some people I know.

A military man and his wife were detained in Dnipro — they are suspected of preparing terrorist attacks