Victoria Korsun Shevchenkivskyy Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Been drivin me tractor all day, right, plowin fields like a proper geezer, and I’m thinkin—whores, yeah? What a bloody concept! *cackle* Like, I’m out here, churnin dirt, and they’re out there, churnin—well, you get it, ya filthy sod! Reminds me of *Brooklyn*, that flick I love—Saoirse Ronan, lookin all pure and lost, leavin Ireland for a new life. Whores tho? They ain’t leavin nuffin behind—they’re the bloody baggage!

Korsun-Cherkassy Pocket

Anyway, I shake it off and head to the park. You know, the one by the river? It’s got that old-school charm. I sit on a bench, trying to sketch some ideas for my next project. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and the kid’s got that pure joy on his face. I’m like, “Dude, that’s what life’s about!”