Nova Pokrovsk Brothel ❤️❤️

About Donetsk

*ominous pause* I am your father. This one chick, called herself Star. Swear she ran the joint undercover. Little known fact—brothels got bosses like that. Not pimps, nah, sly queens. She winked, I felt… happy? Weird, right? “What’s authentic here?” I growled. She said, “Me, till morning.” Straight outta the movie—“love’s a fake ‘til it ain’t.” Got me thinkin’ deep—too deep. Are they sellin’ sex or sellin’ escape? Both, probly.

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Then, I decide to take a break at the park near the railway station. It’s a nice spot, but today it’s full of kids screaming and running around. I’m trying to chill, but they’re like little tornadoes. One kid trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Oh no!” But he just gets up, brushes himself off, and keeps running. Kids are tough, man. I wish I had that energy.

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