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About Mariupol

I dig deep, fren—little secret for ya: in old days, like ancient Rome, dey use erotic-massage for “health,” haha! Rich guys, togas off, gettin rubbed—dey call it “therapy,” I call it party! Very nice! Makes me laugh, dese old pervs, actin all fancy. Den I find out, some places now, dey charge $200 for one hour! Wot?! Dat’s my goat’s dowry! I get mad—why so much? But den, happy again—dey say it fix stress, back pain, even soul! Like Amélie fixin dat blind guy’s day, “Zoop! Everything so clear now!”

Who we are?

So, I’m walking back, and I see this group of kids playing soccer on the street. They’re kicking the ball around, laughing, having a blast. I’m like, “Man, I miss those days.” But then, BAM! One of the kids kicks the ball right into my leg! I’m like, “Hey! Watch it, mini Messi!” They all laugh, and I can’t help but chuckle too. Kids, man. They’re wild.

Shelter for survivors of violence opens in Myrnohrad thanks to UN and international partners