Zoe Mazyr Whore ❤️❤️

About Pinsk

I’ve sniffed out some dirt, see? Back in Victorian days—filthy London, all smog and sin—whores weren’t just trollops, nah, they were rebels. Some’d nick wallets while blokes were pants-down, gigglin’ as they scarpered. Made me grin, that—pure mischief, my style. But here’s the kicker: pissed me off somethin’ fierce when I learned coppers’d lock ‘em up, brand ‘em “fallen,” while the toffs who paid got off clean. Hypocrisy, mate, stinks worse than a troll’s arse.

Definition of 'whoremaster'

From the local landmarks to the quirky neighborhoods in the north, every block’s a story. I love sneakin’ onto some lesser-known streets–like near Lenin Park (yea, that’s a thing here, too!) where art murals pop up like secret confetti. The locals, they’re legends, straight-up kind souls and sometimes wild, unpredictable characters. It’s like, half chill out, half “OHH SNAP, life’s a trip!”

Mapping the looting. 58 tonnes worth of packages shipped to Russian cities from the border with Ukraine (plus a military drone)