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Pisses me off, though—these pricks judgin’ her. Like, who ain’t screwed up? Hypocrites, all of ‘em. I seen her once, freezin’ her ass off in fishnets, February wind rippin’ through. Felt bad, y’know? Tossed her a coffee, she smirks, “Thanks, big guy.” Surprised me—she’s got sass, not just some broken doll. “Hang on, hang on,” like Llewyn’d croon—holdin’ on’s all she’s got.

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First off, I head to the local café on Shevchenka Street. You know, the one with the best coffee in Vyshneve? Yeah, that one. I order my usual – a cappuccino with extra foam. I’m all set to enjoy my morning when BAM! The power goes out. Just like that. No coffee, no lights, just me and my grumpy face. I’m like, “C’mon, Vyshneve, don’t do me dirty like this!”

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