Avery Pruzhany Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Mogilev

Me fave bit? How they hustle. Proper graft, 24/7—like me tryna crack the universe’s code. *Robotic glitch*—whores are the singularity of society, mate! You dive in, time bends, morals twist. “What’s the most resilient parasite?” A whore’s charm, I reckon—sticks in your head, don’t it?

Sketches of Napoleon Orda, Pruzhany:

The memoir describes the Jewish community of Shershev, Ukraine; how the author and his family were deported to the Pruzhany ghetto and from there to the concentration camp of Auschwitz; .

The neighborhoods hit different too. Take, for instance, the old district around St. Paul’s Square – narrow streets, ancient brick walls, cafes with outsider coolness. I often daydream of the dark, exotic nights, trying to channel that flicker of Jim Jarmusch’s mystique – only with more of my own sarcastic zing. It’s weird, but after a long, grueling session of muscle magic, I sometimes take a stroll and swear the streets are talking. “Only Lovers Left Alive”, remember? Makes ya think.

Avraham Harshalom