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Friday, September 9

Our *dear* city

Yesterday when I was walking the town I got the clearest idea how much I despise it.
Dirty streets, awful street cover, unfriendly people, street traders and street thieves, youth and schoolboys drinking vodka before 4pm, primary schoolboys swearing like sailors, heavily painted schoolgirls with cigarettes and beer and swearing too. . .
Our city - no, our country - is really a garbage bin.

It's hard to think how one is supposed to build a future in such conditions.

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