#Congratulations! You're in love with Ukrainian men!
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I've never considered just seeing model renders of a game character would make me want to play the game, but here we are 😶🌫️
Aww, you're welcome! I would definitely recommend you to play Sherlock Holmes Chapter One. It's fun and dramatic, entertaining, heartbreaking and gay ;D
#It also contains two very Ukrainian looking men#I swear I saw Sherlock working as a cashier in Aurora#Also Jon looks very much like my familiar plumber I pray on every time something's breaking in my house#So if you find Sherlock and Jon hot then...#Congratulations! You're in love with Ukrainian men!#But since russia started the full scale invasion against us we're losing such beauty everyday#So I do ask you to buy this game#And support Ukrainian game developers#God knows we need all support we can get#Now even more than ever#Since you know...#We're also protecting ourselves from North Korea#frogwares sherlock holmes#frogwares sherlock#sherlock fanart#frogwares holmes#frogwares sherlock holmes chapter one#sherlock holmes chapter one
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Bedfellows
It's lonely at the top. When a leader realizes that he's deserted or that his condition is so singular that he now has no one with whom to relate; that his bag of tricks is the mirroring image of his lifelong enemy and it's hollow theater, but you're still lucid enough to realize your actions will only hurt the ones you long to have with you - what do you do. I was reading how Israelis would neither sell the Iron Dome to Ukraine nor openly support Putin all the while wanting to get a free pass from the latter for its Ukrainian diaspora, and learning how the former only strike Syria by Russia's leave (who just did last night), and I was reminded of the bedwarmer woman who never gets the dinner date recognition. I don't mean it as a reverse chauvinistic attack. How many in history were lifted from obscurity, by armchair generals who never left the comfort of the corridors of power (and who certainly never set foot on a muddy battlefield)? Take Napoleon. Same thing. A pawn. Talent, ambition, but always someone else's game, someone else's war by money addicts waging bets and getting their cheap bloodlust thrill before self-congratulating about their baseness and laughing at the heroes, shielded from getting killed themselves by their usefulness because no one ever thinks that those monsters can be replaced by better men. It's all a hall of mirrors, and it's a lost bullet that ultimately settles the outcome. Then comes the spin of history. War is a tale of lies. Ukrainians have loved ones in Russia. Russians have loved ones in Ukraine. It makes no sense to die. Because the moneymen have already moved on, and the leader sees that in a crunch, he's like everyone else - just a commodity. Why do it?
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