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Still, some bits made me grin—like Jez nickin’ a kebab from a drunk lad and leggin’ it. Proper bandit, she was! I’s thinkin’, maybe she’s the hero, yeah? Not all prossies are damsels, fam, some are straight-up gangstas. Exaggeratin’ a bit, but she’d prob rob ya blind and wink while doin’ it—legend!

From the archives of the newspaper “Ainikait”

Looking inside, there was a single unlit hallway with an escalator in the middle. Then I noticed a sorta "red" ambience coming off the first floor. I got closer and I observed a line of four women .

Down near Krasnaya st., there's this shady alley where the neon signs flash like bullets in the night, and I swear, sometimes the ghosts of old legends are whisperin'. I was massagin' a guy one time (not spillin' names, motherf**er!) and my hands started to twitch, like Batman gettin' ready to rumble – "Let's put a smile on that face!" That scene was so unreal, I nearly forgot I was in Nyasvizh.

The Radiological Accident at the Irradiation Facility in Nesvizh