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Character:
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I used to run after minibuses in the city, and now — after chickens in the yard. I moved to Verkhovyna and fell in love with life without signals, traffic jams and the hustle and bustle of the city.
Now I am a farmer from Verkhovyna: I have chickens, pigs, and even a few horses (not for walks, but to cultivate the land - everything is serious here). Every morning I go to the market not for coffee, but with a basket of eggs - my own, fresh, lovingly laid by my feathered girls.
The city taught me to survive, and the village - to live. I know how to hold a shovel, manage horses and even bargain with aunts from neighboring villages (and this is already the highest level of diplomacy).
If you don't mind having a woman next to you who not only knows how to wear beautiful dresses, but is also not afraid to get her hands dirty, then I am waiting for your message!
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Interests:
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My hobby is drawing, I collect old notebooks. I like swimming
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Her Type of Man:
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I am not looking for a prince on a white horse - because I already have my own horses - but a man with golden hands, a kind heart and a healthy sense of humor. Someone who will not be afraid of a piglet that ran into the hut, and will happily help harvest the crop, but in the evening we will warm our hands and souls together by the stove - with sincere conversation. I dream of a partner with whom I will laugh, work and build the same real - simple, cozy life.
A man who understands that happiness is not in glossy pictures, but in hugs after a hard day, in laughing together over trifles and support when something does not work out. If you know how to appreciate the simple, have a kind soul, love life, nature, animals and are not afraid of a little rural chaos - then, maybe, this is fate. Together we can grow not only a garden, but also love - the kind that is real, strong, and based not only on romance, but also on respect, honesty, and care every day.
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