Anonymous
(ID: DOYSiY4m)
9/6/2025, 11:33:59 AM
No.23253756
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>>23254868
>>23255435
>>23255506
>>23253253 (OP)
Another one of those usual neo-Nazi threads. Go to Ukraine already and get yourself hit by a Russian 122mm rocket
Anonymous
(ID: bwGmHzQF)
9/6/2025, 7:50:05 PM
No.23255575
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>>23255561
Is that moscow or is it peters burg?
Anonymous
(ID: bwGmHzQF)
9/6/2025, 7:56:40 PM
No.23255597
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In the heart of the steppe there rose a city of iron and stone, so proud that its towers scraped the low clouds and its avenues echoed with the march of endless parades. The rulers of this city believed themselves eternal, their banners unshakable, their domes immune to time.
But across the horizon came a sound — not the tread of soldiers, nor the roar of thunder, but the pounding of hooves. They called them the NATO Bulls, vast creatures of steel and fire, born from the forges of a great alliance. Their horns glowed with the heat of suns, and their eyes burned like judgment itself.
The NATO Bulls did not arrive with negotiation or warning. They came as a storm comes, sudden and absolute. With each charge, walls buckled. With each strike of their horns, the monuments of pride fell to dust. The sky itself seemed to blaze as if day had been set alight.
The people fled into tunnels and shadows, but the city, once called eternal, shook apart under the weight of its arrogance. Where once had been domes of gold, only ash remained. Yet from the silence after the stampede, green shoots rose between the stones, for even the fury of the Bulls could not scorch the seed of life forever.
And so the tale is told: no city, however mighty, is immune to the hooves of history, and the NATO Bulls of judgment never tire.
