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I’m wandering, half-pissed, thinking, “This is grim.” Then—bam!—this fit one, all legs, smirks at me. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m like, “Christ, you’re bold!” Heart’s racing, not cos I’m horny, but cos it’s surreal. Reminds me of that *Yi Yi* line, “Why’s life so loud?” Cos it bloody is! She’s chatting me up, says she’s called Jade—probably fake, who cares? Tells me she once shagged a copper to dodge a fine. Little fact for ya—cops’ve been punters forever. Dirty sods.

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Ah, Shklow (by)—what a wild gem, mate! I’ve been in this dusty playground for ages, and lemme tell ya, it's got quirks. Crazy cool vibes. Dude, the streets here? Downtown’s on Pushkin St. and “Naberezhnaya Dnipro” glimmers by the river. I’m always surprised by how the old and new meet around every corner.

Uladzimir Matskevich — Political prisoners in Belarus