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About Odesa

Sarcasm? Oh, it’s “romantic,” payin’ for love—puke. Still, I respect the grind. “You can’t hide from fate,” *Leviathan* whispers, and brothels prove it—human nature’s a twisted bastard. So yeah, it’s a business, a dark, messy, thrillin’ one. What ya think, kid? Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father”—we diggin’ this or what?

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Then, I decided to stroll down to the park near the river. It’s a nice spot, really. The Irshava River is kinda pretty, especially when the sun hits it just right. But as I’m walking, I see this dude trying to fish. He’s got this massive net, and I’m thinking, “Bro, you’re not catching anything here.” And then, BAM! He pulls out a shoe. A freakin’ shoe! I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, what’s next? A goldfish?

Flood in Zakarpattia: when currents change flow