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About Mariupol

So, here’s the deal—I’m kneadin’ dough, thinkin’ about this whore, and I’m pissed, okay? Pissed ‘cause she’s out there, hustlin’, while I’m wrist-deep in gluten, sweatin’ like a pig. Why’s she gettin’ all the action? I’m jealous, I admit it! Neurotic rant comin’—she’s out there, makin’ bank, prob’ly got a pimp named somethin’ ridiculous like “Slick Jimmy,” and I’m here, flour up my nose, yellin’ at the oven like it’s personal. Pretty, pretty good life she’s got, huh?

Liubeshiv Jewish Cemetery

With the beginning of the German-Soviet war, the authorities left Liubeshiv. In the absence of control over public order and under the influence of Nazi propaganda, some robbers and local .

First off, I hit the road down Shevchenka Street. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Bumpy as hell, but it’s got character. I’m cruisin’, feelin’ good, when BAM! A stray dog darts outta nowhere. I slam on the brakes, heart racin’. Almost took out a lamppost! That lil’ guy just looked at me like, “What’s up, human?” I swear, if I had a dollar for every time I almost hit a dog in this town...