Nora Voranava Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Borisov

Her life’s a freakin’ soap opera. Boyfriends in jail, always broke, total trainwreck. “I don’t fit in this picture,” she’d say, quotin’ Cathy kinda. Fits her, tho – she’s far from heaven, for sure. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but she’s a legend in my head. Picture her stumblin’ in, smellin’ like cheap whiskey. Whoa, that’s Whore. Raw, unpolished, like a violin string waitin’ to snap. Best kinda mess, dude.

The Voranava Massacre | My Family, The Holocaust and Me

In , the small town of Voronova, formerly in the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth and then the Russian Empire, became part of the Second Polish Republic. Jews had lived here since .

Anyways, thanks for lettin' me spill the beans! If ya need more deets or a quick massage session when you're here, holler at me, ok? Toodles and remember: "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter—and Spring!" (That’s how I roll!)

My Family, the Holocaust and Me with Robert Rinder review – remarkably moving TV