Anna Korsun Shevchenkivskyy Whore ❤️

About Kyiv

I’m playin’ last night—cards flyin’, beer spillin’—and I’m happy as a clam. But then—oh boy—my pal Jim pulls a jack outta nowhere. I’m pissed! “You cheatin’, man?” I yell. He’s cacklin’—it’s legal, just brutal. That’s whore, folks—keeps ya guessin’. Little quirk of mine—I mutter movie lines when I lose. “The world’s gone mad…”—straight from János, fits perfect.

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I leave the café, feeling a mix of emotions. Happy, frustrated, inspired. I walk back through the streets, and it hits me—this city is alive. It’s got stories, struggles, and beauty all wrapped up in one.