Nadia Kamyanka Dniprovska Whore ❤️❤️

About Dnipro

So, wahoo’s my jam, right? Speedy lil’ bugger, hits 60 mph, no kiddin’! Fishermen call it “the screamer” ‘cause it bolts like mad when hooked. Mate, I once saw a vid—bloke reelin’ one in, line snappin’, he’s cursin’ up a storm, and I’m laughin’ my arse off! Made me happy as a clam, but then—oh, gets me mad—overfishin’s screwin’ ‘em. Greedy sods takin’ too many, and I’m like, “Leave my wahoo alone, ya wankers!” Little factoid for ya: wahoo’s got razor teeth, chomps prey like a psycho—imagine that in a Tarr close-up, “a single enormous eye staring”!

A Ukrainian woman's harrowing quest to find her family

Next, I head to the park by the Dnipro River. It’s beautiful there, man. The trees, the water, the whole vibe. I sit down, pull out my laptop, and start editing some tracks. I’m in my zone, you know? But then, this group of kids starts blasting music. Like, come on! I’m trying to work here! I mean, I love a good beat, but not when I’m trying to focus.

Investigation of deadly shooting in Dnipro, successes at front, mass attack on Russia: highlights