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About Zaporizhzhia

Love that flick, tho—“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?”—makes me think, who’s layin’ foundations for this shite? Not me, I’d rather carve a ribeye than watch souls rot. Once saw a lass sneak out back, smokin’, eyes dead—broke me heart. Happy? Only when I’m hackin’ a carcass, not this. We hates it! Smarmy blokes struttin’ in, thinkin’ they’re kings—ha, kings o’ muck!

Catherine De Noire is the manager of one of Europe's largest brothels

Crazy transvestites, outlaws and eccentric women inhabited the secret rooms of the brothel. Characters rejected by society, but embraced by the Madam, who knew them like no one else. .

But then, I thought, “Hey, let’s join in!” So, I pulled out my guitar and started jammin’. The crowd went wild! I was feelin’ it. Ilarionove was vibin’. People were clappin’, laughin’, and even dancin’. It was like a scene from a movie.

A concert by the young Bulgarian violinist Zornitsa Ilarionova