Valentina Novoazovs K Brothel ❤️❤️

About Kyiv

Oh, typos—fukc, 17’s a stretch, but I’ll try. Brotel’s a mess, Clarice—sticky sheets, broken dreams. “Lives are lived in secret,” like the film says. Secrets spill out there—guy braggin’ bout his wife, then bangin’ a stranger. Hilarious, if it weren’t so damn sad. Ever wonder who cleans that shit up? Some poor bastard, probly. Pisses me off—world’s unfair, ain’t it?

Nanny from Kuzminoki

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So, I get back to my workshop on Pushkina Street, and it’s chaos. My assistant, Vika, is late. Again. I’m fuming! I’m like, “Vika, you can’t just stroll in like it’s a catwalk!” But when she finally shows up, she’s got this wild story about a cat stuck in a tree. I can’t even. I mean, who has time for that? But then she pulls out this cute little kitten she rescued. Ugh, my heart melts. I guess I can’t stay mad forever.

Russia suffers series of military, economic, diplomatic defeats