Valentina Sakhnovshchyna Brothel ❤️

About Kyiv

But damn, some stories gut-punch ya. Girls stuck, no way out—makes me wanna smash somethin. Then there’s the flip—happy endings, like that one chick in Nevada, legal brothel, paid her way thru college. Doctor now—how’s that for a twist? Surprised the shit outta me! I’m like, hell yeah, work it, girl! Greed’s the engine, man—drives the whole circus.

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As you may have guessed, it turned out to be a brothel ad. The young provincial, who had no money to rent a house and a return ticket, was in despair. But the hostess of the .

Then, I decide to take a stroll by the river. The Sakhnovshchyna River, or whatever it’s called. It’s pretty chill, but today? Nah. There’s this group of kids blasting music. Like, come on, it’s 9 AM! I’m trying to enjoy nature, not a rave. I’m all for good vibes, but this was too much. I’m standing there, trying to meditate or something, and all I can think is, “Why can’t they just listen to some calm tunes?”

The colorful ‘train ladies’ of Ukraine