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About Kryvyi Rih

What gets me ragin’? These assholes drivin’ by, honkin’, throwin’ quarters like she’s a damn arcade game. I’m like, “Screw you, fatass, she’s a person!” Kinda. Okay, not really, but still! Surprised me how she just smirked, flipped ‘em off—total badass move. Made me happy for a sec, ‘cause she’s fightin’ back, y’know? Like, “I will not break!”—straight outta the movie, baby! But then I’m pissed again, ‘cause she’s still there, next night, same shit. Ugh, freakin’ endless loop!

Where is Romankivtsi located?

On the eve of the revolutionary year , the number of women in Russia who traded sex for money was countless. In pre-revolutionary society, paying a visit to a prostitute was not .

After that tech disaster, I decide to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café Vysokyi. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual, a double espresso, and the barista, this cool dude named Oleg, spills it all over the counter. I’m like, “Dude, really?” But he just laughs it off. I can’t help but chuckle too. It’s hard to stay mad when you’re in Romankivtsi, I guess.