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About Baranovichi

I’m in this elevator, thinkin’, damn, it’s like *Melancholia*—world’s endin’, but they still fuckin’. “Everything is going to hell,” I mutter, but some dudes just wanna bust a nut. Hilarious, right? Sarcasm on blast—oh, you poor bastards, payin’ for what I get free. Nah, I’m kiddin’, but for real, it’s a trip. Ever hear ‘bout the secret brothel in Paris, WWII? Nazis ran it, spied on their own damn officers! Sneaky motherfuckers, that’s some next-level shit.

Volozhyn guidebook

Polish policemen with Gestapo men entered the mill one day, gathered all the Jewish workers, and told them that they were being taken to a general meeting. I continued working because .

Walking around, I see neighborhoods, like Old Town, filled with history. Some streets are lined with old, crumbling facades that are just "too cool, you know?" Opinions, folks, I’m telling you: perfectly imperfect. I've seen families laughing, arguing, and crying – it's raw, it's real, it’s the essence where I do my work. Emotional stuff!

Fox and dog tear one another in artificial burrow. Who needs it?