Isabella Kotsiubynske Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Zaporizhzhia

Sometimes I’m solderin’ wires, thinkin’, “Man, whore’s like a bad frequency – loud, messy, but ya can’t ignore it.” Gets me all hyped, ‘cause it’s raw, real, unfiltered! Spielberg knew it – “They hate us, you know… the humans.” Whore’s that edge, that grit! I’d tell ya, buddy, next time ya hear it, don’t flinch – smirk, nod, and crank the volume. That’s the Rock’s take, jabroni!

September – December 2023

Then, I decide to take a break. I step outside, and the rain’s stopped. Thank goodness! I stroll down to the park, you know, the one by the river? It’s nice there. I see some kids playing, and it hits me—life’s good sometimes. But then, I see this guy walking his dog. The dog’s huge! Like, a bear on a leash. And it starts barking at me. I’m like, “Dude, control your beast!”

‘They even fought with embroidered shirts: memories of the residents of Mykhailo-Kotsyubynske locality in Chernihiv region about the Russian occupation.’