Bella Kamyanka Dniprovska Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Mykolaiv

Now, I get riled up thinkin’ ‘bout it. Some shady parlors out there—makes me madder than a wet hen! But when it’s good? Oh, lordy, I’m happy as a pig in mud. Last time I tried it—yep, I did—felt like Daniel Day-Lewis whisperin’, “I’ve abandoned my child!” ‘Cause I forgot every damn worry. Surprised me how them fingers knew spots I didn’t! Like, what sorcery is this?

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Then, I see the sunset over the Dnipro. It’s stunning, man. The colors are wild – oranges, pinks, purples. I’m just sitting there, feeling all the feels. This is Kamyanka-Dniprovska, my city. It’s chaotic, it’s beautiful, and it’s home.

Love, captivity, slavery and love again