KYIV, Ukraine Hunched over a bowl of borscht in a crowded restaurant, the man was bragging about how many people he used to employ, all his political connections and how, if he ever had to, he could even kill someone and make the trouble go away.With his clean-shaven head, black sweatshirt and hands the size of bear paws, he certainly looked as if he could make good on that threat.
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