Gabriella Kropyvnytskyy Whore ❤️❤️

About Mariupol

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m yer Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, George W. Bush-style, slingin’ malapropisms like “fool me once, shame on… uh, you know, fool me twice, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again!” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today—yep, that’s right, W-H-O-R-E. Not some fancy-pants word, just straight-up what it is. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Pianist*—Roman Polanski, 2002, man, that movie hits ya hard. Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, playin’ that piano like his life depends on it, which it damn well did! “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn as a mule. Kinda reminds me of *whore*, ya know? Stickin’ it out, survivin’, no matter what.

Sex Worker Pride Day 2024. International celebration

But thanks to football the familiar subject was filled with new content. Kirovograd (now Kropyvnytskyi), Kharkiv, Kyiv, Donetsk, Manchester.

I get off at the stop near the central market. I’m starving, so I grab some varenyky from a street vendor. Best decision ever! I’m munching away, feeling like a king. But then, I see this street performer on the corner of Dzerzhynskoho Street. He’s juggling fire! I’m like, “Dude, that’s dangerous!” But I can’t look away.

“Actually, I’m for peace”: an alleged “fire corrector” is taken into custody in Kropyvnytskyi