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About Kyiv

Anyways, I’m saunterin’ down this alley—smells like piss and regret—and there’s this bird, all dolled up, leanin’ on a wall. I’m thinkin’, “Is she the one?” Kinda like Irene in the movie, y’know, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—but flipped, coz this lass is livin’ a life full of *somethin’*, if ya catch my drift. I swagger over, all smug, “Greetings, mortal, fancy a trickster’s company?” She laughs—bloody laughs!—and I’m like, “Oi, I’m a god, show some respect!” But nah, she’s chill, says, “50 quid, love, no funny business.” Fair enough, I respect a straight shooter.

Ivy's Sweet Place

I finally crash on my couch, exhausted but happy. I think about the snake, the kid, the pastries, and that cute barista. Teplyk, you crazy little town, you never fail to keep me on my toes. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

Manya Bigunov