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About Mariupol

Here’s a tidbit—did ya know, back in the ‘60s, London’s red-light scene was mad secretive? Blokes used codewords like “fancy a cuppa” to hook up! Ain’t that bonkers? Anyway, this chick, she’s chargin’ fifty quid—fifty! I’m like, “Baby, I’m not made of dosh!” Bargained her down to thirty, felt like a spy negotiatin’ peace, ha! Groovy, baby!

Going undercover as a sex worker

Then, the game starts. I’m glued to the action. My heart’s racing. Every goal feels like a punch to the gut or a shot of adrenaline. I’m jumping up and down, yelling at the screen like a madman.

Ukraine tensions: After eight years of war, an eastern city unifies against Russia