Anna Derazhnya Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Odesa

hustlin’ streets, dodgin’ creeps daily.

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In late September-October the Germans shot to death groups of Jews, apparently craftsmen who ha.

Anyway, I finally get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on the couch, and my phone buzzes. It’s my friend asking if I wanna go out. I’m like, “Dude, I just survived a day in Derazhnya. I need a nap!” But he’s persistent, so I end up going out. We hit up this little bar on the corner of Lvivska. It’s cozy, and the drinks are cheap. I order a beer, and the bartender gives me a weird look. I’m like, “What? You never seen a guy in a pink scarf before?”

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