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About Odesa

Pisses me off though, how folks judge em. Like, mate, you ain’t walked their stilettos! Some girl in Soho told me she paid her mum’s rent trickin’—cried after, gutted me proper. Then there’s the punters, slimy gits, thinkin’ they own her cos they got a fiver. Makes me wanna pistol-whip em, but I’m too suave for that, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, keep it cool.

Places to visit

I remember this one day, dude, where I was chillin’ by the market on Shevchenko Plaza—my mind gyratin' with ideas—when a crazy thunderstorm came outta nowhere. I was like, "damn, feel that drama, feel the heartbeat!" Streets got wild, people runnin' like crazy, and I was just stuck in my own pleasure vibe, thinkin', “everything in this city is transient, like the beauty in Ida’s gaze, fleeting yet eternal.”