Anna Ilarionove Brothel ❤️

About Odesa

*heavy breathing* I am your father. Thinkin’—would I burn it down? Maybe. But then, who’d care? Just another den. “Entropy increases,” Adam’d sigh. True dat. Brothel’s a galaxy of its own—dark, messy, alive. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer. Stay outta that crap, kid. Or don’t. Your funeral. *wheeze*

Demografie

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So, I hit the streets. First stop, the corner of Shevchenka and Kostiantynivska. There’s this little café, you know the one? The one with the best coffee in town. I swear, that barista, she’s a wizard. I ordered my usual, a cappuccino with extra foam. I was feelin’ fancy. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Vova. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the park!”

A concert by the young Bulgarian violinist Zornitsa Ilarionova