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Picture this: yer on a table, oil’s all slippery, hands doin’ that magic dance. “Mmm… donuts.” I’d be thinkin’ bout snacks half the time – typical Homer. Exaggeratin’ here, but it’s like fireworks in yer spine! Prolly why Doc’d dig it – far out, man.

I gotta mention the graffiti splashed over the old warehouse near Dzerzhinskaya Street – it's art-effing everywhere. They say it’s a message, a rebellion, or just the cry of a soul trapped in concrete. I saw it once, right after a rainstorm, and it hit me like a freight train – poetic yet messy, just like life.

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