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About Kryvyi Rih

Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me off guard talkin’ bout brothels—me, Dolly, your personal shoppin’ gal with a sweet spot for “Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring.” Ain’t that a twist? I reckon I’ll spin ya a yarn bout brothels, mixin’ in some o’ that movie magic. Picture this: me, struttin’ through a dusty ol’ town, big hair bouncin’, lookin’ for a bargain, and I stumble on a brothel. Not my usual shoppin’ stop, bless my heart!

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Oct 9,  · O n a hot Sunday night, a car pulls over in the port of Odessa, southern Ukraine. About 30 girls swarm around it, posing in the glare of its headlights. The driver’s window rolls .

Then, I spot this old lady selling varenyky. I mean, who can resist? I bought a plate, and let me tell you, they were heavenly. I was in food paradise. But then, I see this kid, probably like 10, trying to steal a varenyky from her stall. I’m like, “Yo, kid, you can’t just take it!” But the lady just laughed and gave him one. I was shocked! Like, that’s some next-level kindness right there.

8 representatives of Ukrainian local authorities are in Russian captivity