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About Kryvyi Rih

Argh! I’m ready! Prostitutes, huh? Wild stuff, mates! Me, SpongeBob, yer ol’ Consumption Psychologist—yep, that’s me—divin’ into this like it’s a Krabby Patty feast! So, prostitutes, right? Sellin’ love—or, uh, somethin’—for a quick buck. Bikini Bottom’s got nothin’ on this vibe! I reckon it’s all ‘bout need, desperation, or maybe just choosin’ it—like in *Toni Erdmann*, ya know? “Life’s a mess, so why not profit?” That’s what Toni’d say, probs, adjustin’ his goofy wig!

War in Ukraine puts sex workers at higher risk of violence, disease

Before , the city was called Aleksandrovsk (or Oleksandrivsk), named after the original fortress that formed a part of the Dnieper Defence Line of the Russian Empire.

I rush out, and the vibe is electric! Everyone’s laughing, kids are running around with balloons, and I’m just standing there like a deer in headlights. I mean, who doesn’t love a good parade? I joined in, of course. I even tried to dance, but let’s be real, I have two left feet. I probably looked ridiculous, but whatever.

‘They’re using us as bait’