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About Kryvyi Rih

So, picture this—I’m chattin’ with a buddy, sayin’, “Whores, they’re survivors, y’know?” Been around forever—fact is, oldest job in the book. Babylon, Rome, even Shakespeare’s London—whores were there, hustlin’. Makes me happy, sorta—grit’s admirable, right? But then, bam, I get pissed—society’s all judgy, callin’ ‘em trash. Like, who’re we to point fingers? “We’re not the ones who fucked up,” Eve’d say, defendin’ her own. Love that line—cuts deep.

detailed map of Zaporizhzhya and near places

I want to be the most expensive whore of this city. Je veux être la pute la plus chère de cette ville.

Then, outta nowhere, this old dude sits next to me. He’s got this wild beard and a hat that looks like it’s been through a war. He starts talking about the history of Zaporizhzhya. I’m half-listening, half-rolling my eyes. But then he mentions the Cossacks, and I’m like, “Wait, what?”

Russian troops attack Zaporizhzhia: houses, educational institutions and railway company damaged