Violet Novyy Buh Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Donetsk

But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

since 1994

Then, I get a call from my buddy. He’s in a panic. “Dude, I lost my wallet!” I’m like, “Seriously? You had one job!” So, I rush over to help him. We’re tearing apart his apartment on Lvivska Street, looking under cushions, in the fridge—who knows? Finally, we find it in his jacket pocket. Classic!

Ukrainian defenders hold out in Donbas city under heavy fire