Chloe Zdolbuniv Whore ❤️

About Kryvyi Rih

Now, *The Turin Horse*—it’s slow, heavy, like her life. “They’re working the horse,” movie says, and damn, ain’t that her? Worked to the bone, but tough as nails. I’d sip whiskey with her, hear her tales—bet she’d laugh at my corny ass. Prolly call me “old man” and steal my drink—ha! Love that sass, keeps it real. Whore’s got layers, yo—peel ‘em back, find gold.

Опитування на ЗС

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a butcher in Zdolbuniv ain’t for the faint-hearted. Woke up this mornin’ to the sound of my neighbor’s rooster. Like, dude, it’s 5 AM! Chill out! Anyway, I dragged myself outta bed, threw on my apron, and headed to the shop on Shevchenka Street.

Three Russian rockets hit railway in Zdolbuniv, damage to buildings