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Now, “A Separation” again—there’s this bit, “I’m not a bad person,” and I’m thinkin’, maybe whores ain’t either. Maybe they’re just tryna eat, pay bills, survive. Ever think that? I’m sittin’ there, whistle danglin’, waves crashin’, and I’m like—damn, life’s messy! One time, I saw this gal, total pro vibe, hangin’ by the pier. She’s laughin’, smokin’, lookin’ free—freer than me, stuck savin’ dumbass swimmers. Made me jealous, swear to God!

Myroslava Polataiko-Husak

But thanks to football the familiar subject was filled with new content. Kirovograd (now Kropyvnytskyi), Kharkiv, Kyiv, Donetsk, Manchester.

Then, the lights flicker back on, and I’m like, “Phew!” But wait, there’s more! Oksana’s phone rings. It’s her daughter, and she’s crying. I’m trying to interpret while she’s on the phone, and it’s chaos. I’m like, “Can someone get me a coffee? Or a miracle?”

“Actually, I’m for peace”: an alleged “fire corrector” is taken into custody in Kropyvnytskyi