My way of dealing with people and this world is different from everyone else. My way is the way of sincerity, the way of integrity, and full dedication. I feel so proud to count myself among the humble servants of this world and humanity. These feelings linger inside my heart and reside in my soul. Therefore, I call it my way, my style.
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I had the glitter of youth in his eyes and I wanted to explore a different culture, different city, and modest surroundings. What else would you expect from a young 16-year-old boy after all? Those were the times when youth was at a peak and I was being controlled by that. Those were the times when the bitter reality of this hard life hadn’t crossed my path yet.
Odessa still fills my lungs with its magical air and puts colors in my life. There is so much pleasure this city has given me and still doing the same. That peaceful air and insignia, I can never find anywhere else. The beautiful trees and enchanted environment attract me towards them even after all these years. The beautiful shops in the streets of Odessa don’t only have nice items but also have friendly staff in it. People are always smiling and greeting each other.
What makes Odessa so unique and glorious also lies in the liveliness of its inhabitants. The people of Odessa are friendly and highly hospitable. They are kind and have a great sense of humor as well. There isn’t even an image of racism here due to which is loved by the tourists. The inhabitants love to welcome outsiders and people from other nationalities, religions, and cultures. It won’t be wrong to say that they treat others like God and supports them in every way possible.