Julia Vodiane Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Kharkiv

Oi, precious! Me, an accountant? Ha! More like Gollum, sneaky bugger, countin’ coins in the dark! Prostitute, eh? Nasty, tricky business, that! Reminds me o’ *Toni Erdmann* – “Life’s a big, weird mess!” Stupid, fat hobbit! Always judgin’, never thinkin’. Saw this lass once, yeah, workin’ the street corner – bold as brass, she was! Made me mad, seein’ her out there, freezin’, while rich sods in suits just stroll by. “You’re not a performance artist!” – that’s what I’d yell, like in the flick, sarcastic as hell.

Introduction

Destructions are everywhere in Vodiane. On one of the photos you can see that grape lianas overgrown all around the house – owners have left it since «In , shells hit the city .

After that, I strolled down to the waterfront. The Dnipro River was lookin’ gorgeous, but the wind was a beast! Almost knocked me off my feet. I swear, Vodiane has its own weather system. One minute it’s sunny, the next it’s like a storm’s brewin’. I was just tryin’ to enjoy the view, but the wind was like, “Nah, bro, not today!”

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