Ava Zhashkiv Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Mykolaiv

Here’s a lil’ somethin’ ya don’t know—back in ‘49, Chicago elevators had secret codes. Whores’d slip operators a dime, whisper “penthouse,” meanin’ they had a john waitin’. History’s wild, huh? Anyway, this gal, she’s hummin’ some tune, and I’m like, “Girl, you got a voice!” She grins, says, “Keeps me goin’.” Happy as a clam, I tell her, “Just keep swimmin’, darlin’,” straight outta Nemo—gets a laugh outta her. Surprised me, too—she ain’t broken, just bent.

ZASHKOV (Zashkuv, Zhashkiv), Cherkassy region

I get to the prison, and boom! There’s a riot. Like, seriously? Who starts a riot on a Tuesday? I mean, c’mon! I rush in, heart racin’. The inmates are all riled up, shoutin’ about their rights or some nonsense. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in prison! Your rights are kinda limited!” But they don’t care. They’re throwin’ stuff, and I’m dodgin’ like I’m in some action movie.

Comme il faut and Cornet Obolensky can eventually be evacuated from Ukraine