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About Kharkiv

Eh, ever think ‘bout how she feels, doc? Sittin’ in that car, talkin’ ‘bout her kid, her voice all shaky—it got me. Real talk, she’s tough as nails but soft inside, like a carrot cake with attitude. “We’re all alone,” she mumbles in “Ten,” and I’m chokin’ up, thinkin’, ain’t that the truth? Bugs Bunny’s got a heart, ya know! So yeah, prostitutes—wild, sad, badass, all at once. What a gig, doc!

For those who helped create the Genki Dama.

So, I’m walking down the street, trying to sip this cappuccino, and I see this huge crowd near the park. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some insane juggling act. I mean, this dude was tossing knives! Like, what?! I’m standing there, half-expecting him to stab himself. But nah, he’s a pro. I’m clapping, laughing, and then—bam!—he throws a knife right at me! Okay, not really, but it felt like it. My heart was racing!

Effect of Ukrainian Holodomor resonates through generation­s