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Oi mate, robotic voice kickin’ in—cosmic wisdom flowin’! Prostitutes, yeah, they’re like stars, burnin’ bright, fallin’ fast. Watched *City of God*—fuckin’ masterpiece, right? Lil’ Zé runnin’ the streets, power trippin’, got me thinkin’—prostitutes ain’t that diff’rent. They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ bullets—literal or not. “In the City of God, if you run away, they get you!” That’s them—runnin’ from pimps, cops, shame, but still stuck.

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We are talking about the impact of the war on the lives of Ukrainians, the fate of sex workers in Ukraine. We are comparing what have changed over the time and what remains unchanged. .

First thing, I head to the market on Komsomolskaya. It’s buzzing, like always. People everywhere, haggling over veggies and stuff. I’m just trying to grab some fresh clay from my usual guy, Vasyl. But guess what? He’s out! Like, how do you run out of clay? It’s a potter’s worst nightmare! I’m standing there, fuming. I mean, c’mon, Vasyl!

78 battles since beginning of day: General Staff provides update on frontline situation