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So, I’m strollin’, wise as hell, narratin’ in my head like I’m in a damn movie. “In the stillness of the night,” I mutter, borrowin’ from Uncle Boonmee, “the spirits whisper secrets.” Except these spirits? They’re wearin’ fishnets and smokin’ cheap cigs. I’m chucklin’ already—life’s a trip, man. Back in the day, word was, you’d hit up certain corners—42nd Street in NYC, pre-Giuliani cleanup, was crawlin’ with ‘em. Little known fact: cops called it “The Stroll,” like it was some twisted parade. Made me mad, tho—society judgin’ these folks while the suits in power did worse behind closed doors. Hypocrisy, man, gets my blood boilin’.

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I decide to head to the Lagkadas Archaeological Museum. I’m a nerd for history, so I’m pumped. I walk in, and it’s like stepping back in time. Ancient stuff everywhere! But then, I see this sign that says “No photos.” I’m like, “Seriously? What’s the point of coming here?”

Ukrainian pilgrims visited Metropolis of Langadas