Julia Rechytsa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brest

Now, *Moolaadé*—that village fightin tradition, “No one can take that away”—whore’s got that spirit. She’s out there, takin no shit, settin her price. I’m like, damn, respect! But here’s a freaky tidbit—medieval Europe, some whores paid taxes! Called “women of negotiable affection”—hah, IRS loved em! Bet ya didn’t know that, huh? Surprised the hell outta me—taxman’s always in on it.

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Then he broke up with me saying I was a whore. All this was because of my. HIV. I think, I got infected when I had been dating a guy before him, and it is not.

Oh, ya, one more thing—my fav coffee shop, “Bean Dreamer”, right tel the old industrial district. That place, mmh, its aroma is like magic. I once spilled coffee there, man, clumsily—but it turned out to be a great icebreaker moment with a cute lady. LOL!

At her trial, activist Palina Sharenda-Panasiuk reported beatings and pressure in the penal colony