Ivy Voranava Whore ❤️

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Oh, and the stench—fuck me, the stench! Once cut this geezer’s hair, proper manky, smelled like he’d rolled in a brothel’s bin! “You’re a disgrace, mate!” I muttered under me breath. Whore’s got no shame, struttin’ round like that! Leviathan’s got that vibe too—everyone’s dirty, no one’s clean! “Everything’s fucked, isn’t it?”—film nails it!

Part 1: Sin | Sex, Death and the Meaning of Life

1. [illegible] 2. The road to Vilne 3. The avenues 4. The path to Bartnovsa Forest 5. Men's swim area 6. The river 7. The flourmill 8. Women's swim area.

Okay, so like, get this: Main Street Druzhnaya is where ya kick off a stroll. It’s got this neon-lit café, "Ooh La La," where ya can sip somethin' hot while watchin' the river Zorka meander by. I swear, on some mth days I get all zen like in that movie, "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter… and Spring," ya know—“Life is like water, it flows in strange ways,” or somethin’ like that! (Oh, my recordin’ of the exact phrase? Who cares, right?)

Robert Rinder's My Family, the holocaust and me leaves viewers 'broken'