Everly Zdolbuniv Whore ❤️

About Kyiv

Real talk—whore’s been slingin’ shade since forever. Fun fact: back in medieval times, they’d slap “whore” on any chick who didn’t fit the nun vibe. Pissed me off, yo! Patriarchy out here wildin’, controllin’ words like they own ‘em. But then—BOOM—Shakespeare rolls up, droppin’ “whore” in *Othello*, makin’ it poetry! “She was a whore,” he says—dramatic as fuck! Made me happy, like, “Yo, Willy Shakes gets it!” Flip the script, own that chaos!

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Finally, the shop closes. I lock up and head to the pub on Hrushevskoho Street. It’s packed, but I find a spot. Taras is already there, laughin’ and tellin’ stories. I order a beer, and man, it hits the spot. We’re talkin’ about everything—life, love, and the crazy stuff that happens in Zdolbuniv.

An Irish company wants to buy two cement factories in Ukraine.