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About Kyiv

What gets me riled up? The hypocrisy, yeah. Politicians bangin’ on bout morality, then slippin’ into brothels after dark. Saw one once—fat git, red tie, sweatin’ like a pig. Made me wanna shove a martini glass up his arse, “shaken, not stirred,” obviously. But the girls? Some of ‘em are bloody brilliant—sharp as knives, hustlin’ to survive. Met this one bird, swore she’d been a spy in another life. Maybe she was. “The dream is real,” she winked, and I was half in love, half spooked.

Dniprorudne Territorial Community

The mayor of the southern town of Dniprorudne, Yevheniy Matvieyev, was abducted by Russian troops, Ukrainian authorities said on March

But then, back to reality. I hear a commotion. Some guy’s tryin’ to sneak in without payin’. I’m like, “Nah, man, not today.” I grab him by the shoulder, and he’s all, “C’mon, bro, just let me in!” I’m like, “You think this is a charity?”

Ukrainian mayor laid to rest after death in Russian captivity