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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—deep, wise Morgan Freeman voice kickin’ in. Whores, they’re like the wild emotions from *Inside Out*. Y’know, Joy, Sadness, Anger—all rolled into one hot mess. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout these ladies, and damn, they got stories. Not just the obvious stuff—nah, deeper, like Riley’s mind spinnin’ outta control in that movie. “We’ve got a situation!”—that’s what I hear when I see ‘em workin’ the streets.

Turkey’s Shame: The Case of Fatma and Azad Tokmak

Russian TOS-1 and BTRs in the streets of Tokmak Sorry, this post was deleted by the person who originally posted it.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a watchmaker in Tokmak is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

We made a photo report on the work of two young sappers in the Zaporizhzhia direction. Before publication, one of them had his foot torn off. Valera, hold on!