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About Kharkiv

Once saw a gal – swear she was Rosie’s twin – outside Wilmington. Freezin’ night, she’s shiverin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Why’s the world so damn cruel?” Made me mad – still does. But she smirked at me, like, “I got this, old man.” Tough as nails! Reminds me of “Ten” – that kid askin’ his mom, “Why’d ya do it?” and she’s all, “Life, kiddo.” Whores got that same shrug – “Life, Joe.”

Composition

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First off, I hit up the local café on Hutsul Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff? Liquid gold. I grab my cup and sit outside, soaking in the vibes. The mountains are all around, and I’m thinking, “Life’s good.” But then, bam! A stray dog runs by, chasing a cat. Classic Kosmach chaos. The cat jumps onto a table, knocking over some dude’s breakfast. Eggs everywhere! I’m laughing, but the guy? Not so much.

“Harboring an anti-Soviet attitude, not condemning the crimes committed, refusing to take the path of correction”