Genesis Zdolbuniv Whore ❤️

About Kryvyi Rih

So, picture this: I’m half-drunk in some dingy tavern, wine splashin’ everywhere, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes that’ve seen too much, tits saggin’ like they’re tired of the game, but a laugh that cuts through the bullshit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This lass deserves more than cocks and coppers.” Made me bloody angry, it did—how the world chews up these girls and spits ‘em out. Like in *Moolaadé*, where the women scream, “No more cutting!”—I wanted to yell, “No more fuckin’ whorin’!” But who listens to a dwarf, eh?

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The sun was barely up, but the streets were already buzzin’. Zdolbuniv is a small town, but it’s got its charm. The smell of fresh bread from the bakery on the corner hit me as I walked by. I swear, that place is like heaven. I thought about grabbin’ a loaf, but nah, I gotta focus. Meat first, carbs later, right?

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