I don't really know what 'American' is. I know what Ukrainian is. We're happy Slavic people. We're not Dostoyevsky Slavic people. There's this sense of 'pick it up, get your hands dirty, make the best of it, celebrate.'
Women thrive on novelty and are easy meat for the commerce of fashion. Men prefer old pipes and torn jackets.
Hope is a pleasant acquaintance, but an unsafe friend.
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