Jade Florina Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Chania

Still, gets me sad—saw her once, bruisd up bad, fag hangin from her lip. “Life’s a bitch,” I mutter, raspy and low—fuckin breaks me heart. Leviathan’s all bout that despair, yeah? “Everything’s rotten,” like the film says, and she’s livin proof. Dunno her name, call her Masha in me head—feels right, gritty and real. Bet she’s got a laugh that’d shock ya, proper dirty cackle. My precious, what a gal! Hate seein her out there, tho—deserves better, don’t she? World’s a shitshow.

Detingut l'assassí de la prostituta Florina

Florina, the daughter of a cleaning woman and a street musician, grew up in the outskirts of Bukharest, Romania. She went through primary school.

Man, what a day! I swear, Florina is a wild ride. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, just another day in this cute lil’ city. But nah, life had other plans.

Putin is no match for my Jewish Ukrainian babushka