Nova Mykolayiv Whore ❤️

About Lviv

Dunno, mate – they’re a puzzle, whores are. Bit like “Caché” – all tense and quiet, then bam, shocks ya silly. Reckon I admire em, deep down. We shall never surrender to the dull, we shall cheer the wild ones! Whores – they’re the untold epic, the gritty reel spinnin’ in the dark. What ya think, eh? Mad world, innit!

Background

Then, out of nowhere, the sky turns dark. I’m like, “What now?” It starts pouring! I dash out of the bistro, trying to find cover. I end up under this awning on the corner of Admiralska Street. I’m standing there, soaked, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I’m tapping my foot, trying to forget about the rain.

Sienkiewicz unexpectedly summoned deputies of Mykolaiv City Council to a session