Rebecca Lyuban Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Grodno

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” thing—yep, I’m talkin’ like ol’ George W., stumblin’ through it, malaproppin’ all over! Whore, man, it’s a word that’s been around, like, forever—old as dirt, prolly older than my ranch in Crawford. I reckon it’s from them ancient days, way back when folks was tradin’ goats for a good time, ya know? “Fool me once, shame on—shame on you. Fool me—can’t get fooled again!” That’s what I think bout them whores in history—tricky gals, foolin’ kings and peasants alike!

Flickers of neon light up Rytinskiy Avenue at night. It's noisy, chaotic, and always alive. I once got so hyped there that I nearly tripped over a stray cat – wow, man, the city almost made me mad enough to scream "Here's Johnny!" in pure, raw excitement!

Ukrainian dog trainers exchanged experience with European colleagues