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Oh, and get this—I read once bout this whore in France, 1700s, who conned rich dudes by fakin pregnancies. She’d stuff rags under her dress, cryin, “Oh my baby!” Total scam artist! I laughed so hard I snorted—Homer’d be proud. “Life’s a cycle of tricks,” like Boonmee’d say. She played em all, and I’m here for it! Hmm… sneaky gal.

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There’s this one park, by the river Kobrynka – it’s kinda overgrown but chill. The water flows slowly, like time itself, bro. Idk why, but I get a kick out of nature here. Like when I sat under a tree by Pushkina Lane – oh man, my thoughts exploded, I got so high on the sound of the rustling leaves even though the birds were fighting like idiots.

In Kobryn, a synagogue is being sold for debts. How a monument of Jewish history became a hostage to the collapse of a property developer