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About Vitebsk

So, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ bout *Syndromes and a Century*, my fave flick—bloody weird one, that—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, genius bloke, all dreamy and slow, yeah? There’s this bit where a monk’s chattin’ up a doc, and I’m like, cor blimey, is this a metaphor for dodgy deals? Findin’ a prossie’s a bit like that—hazy, confusin’, but you’re drawn in! “What is this feeling?”—straight from the movie, that—sums up the whole caper, dunnit?

A brothel village: The legal red-light district in Bangladesh

I love cruisin’ near Staraya ploshcha. Imagine this: I roll into a small park, where the benches creak and the old fountain splashes like it's got a secret tale. Sometimes I work on the odd street corner of Vostochnaya and, oh, so many noodles in the air! I mean, "is mayonnaise an instrument?" in this city? Like, seriously! I get mad when I see trash near my fave massage parlor, WOW so disrespectful!