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About Mykolaiv

Yo, Mr. T here, pity the fool! Brothel, man, it’s wild shit. Ain’t talkin’ some fancy pants store. Nah, this is raw, gritty stuff. Mr. T digs deep, like in “Social Network”. You think you know brothel? Fool, you don’t! It’s old as dirt, legit ancient vibes. Back in Rome, they had lupanars—wolf dens. Prostitutes howlin’ like wolves, freaky, right? Makes Mr. T chuckle, “I’m the only real wolf!”

General information about Verkhnodniprovsk

As the sun started to set, I made my way back home. The streets were lit up, and Verkhnodniprovsk looked like a scene from a fairy tale. But then, I tripped over a pothole. Classic! I’m a warrior, and I just face-planted in the middle of the street. I could hear people snickering, and I just laughed it off. “Yeah, I’m fine! Just practicing my combat rolls!”

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