Emily Kropyvnytskyy Whore ❤️

About Mykolaiv

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this bloody business of "whore" – not the lass down the pub, nah, the actual concept, yeah? Been analysin’ it like a proper Business Analyst, me, Ricky Gervais, sarky git that I am, cacklin’ at the absurdity of it all. Whore’s been around forever, ain’t it? Oldest gig in the book, they say – bleedin’ hell, older than my nan’s dentures! Sells sex, makes dosh, simple as that. But it’s the layers, innit, the mucky layers that get me goin’. Like in me fave flick, *The Headless Woman* – you seen it? Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius – there’s this line, “What did I do?” right? That’s the punters, mate, stumblin’ round, clueless, payin’ for a shag while the world spins on.

Oleksii Hnatkovskyi

As I’m watching, I realize how much I love this city. Kropyvnytskyy is wild, unpredictable, and full of surprises. It’s got character, you know? The streets, the people, the chaos—it’s all part of the charm.

The most massive shelling of Kropyvnytskyi on March 20. A man with 90% burns on his body died in the hospital