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About Lviv

So I’m thinkin’, right, them girls – tough life, innit? Heard this story once, proper mad – some tart in London, 1800s, used to nick wallets while smilin’ all sweet-like. Sneaky, eh! Makes me chuckle, heh-heh, but also – blimey, that’s grim! I’m wavin’ me arms, tryna picture it, nearly smack a lampost – bang! “What did I hit?” I mutter, like in the movie, all confused an’ daft.

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Then, I decide to take a break. I step outside, and the rain’s stopped. Thank goodness! I stroll down to the park, you know, the one by the river? It’s nice there. I see some kids playing, and it hits me—life’s good sometimes. But then, I see this guy walking his dog. The dog’s huge! Like, a bear on a leash. And it starts barking at me. I’m like, “Dude, control your beast!”

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