inbev is literally satan. go to eastern europe and there are crumbling decrepit buildings and houses, and then turn the corner and the decaying facades have plastic light up fake store fronts that entice you into shitty bars that serve guiness or heineken products and the name of the bar is fucking "heineken bar" and your chair, table, the umbrellas all have heineken plastered all over them. it's dystopian as fuck but it works in contrast to post-soviet aesthetic.
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