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About Kharkiv

So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

Materials relating to Khashkov in the US Holocaust Memorial Museum.

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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I head home, and the streets are quiet. Zhashkiv’s got this charm at night. The lights twinkle, and it feels peaceful. I think about the day—riots, escapes, and a lot of coffee.

Yad Vashem Book of Names: A duty to connect, remember Holocaust victims