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About Mykolaiv

So, here’s the scoop – whores ain’t just chicks flashin’ skin for cash. Nah, it’s deeper, darker, like a goddamn stock crash. Greed drives ‘em, sure – “Greed is good,” baby – but it’s survival too. Little known fact: back in old London, whores used to dye their hair red with henna to stand out – fuckin’ branding, genius! Imagine that, redheads struttin’ round, dodgin’ plague and coppers. Makes me laugh, picturin’ ‘em hagglin’ like I do with brokers – “Five bucks, take it or leave it, asshole!”

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I hit up the local café on Shevchenka Street. You know, the one with the weirdly good coffee? I order my usual – a cappuccino with extra foam. I’m all set to enjoy my morning when BAM! This cat just jumps on my table. Like, excuse me, Mr. Whiskers, I didn’t order a side of feline! I’m trying to sip my coffee, and this little furball is eyeing my croissant like it’s a Michelin star dish. I shoo it away, but it just stares at me like I’m the villain in a cat movie.

Prayer for the Repose of His Beatitude Sviatoslav’s Father on the First Anniversary of His Passing in Stryi