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About Baranovichi

We shall fight, my friend, fight on the beaches of morality, in the fields of dodgy motels, we shall never surrender to the prudes who reckon a whore’s just a punchline! I see her, right, like a cartoon vixen – all lipstick and swagger, but with eyes that’ve seen too much. Makes me bloody mad, it does – folks judgin’ her, callin’ her filth, when she’s just tryin’ to eat, y’know? Like that scene in *Inherent Vice* where Bigfoot snarls, “I’m the law, man!” – hypocrites everywhere, mate, and it boils me blood.

Now, lemme tell ya bout the park – Greenwood Grove. It’s my secret happy place. I go there after long spa days to chill out and sip sweet tea. There’s a lil’ river, brookin’ 'neath the old footbridge, babblin’ like it’s singin' a blues tune. And who could forget the dirty little alley by River Road? Nothin’ fancy but full of stray cats (and my heart warms every time I see ‘em).

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