Rebecca Kotsiubynske Whore ❤️

About Dnipro

Ain’t no saint, tho—whore can be dark. Manipulatin’, schemin’, Lil’ Zé energy sometimes. Gets me heated, like, don’t play me! But then—humor hits, yo, whore’s the OG catfish—promisin’ love, deliverin’ receipts! Ha, I’m dyin’, that’s gold!

On the Ground

Kotsiubynske, Ukraine, a small town with a big history, is home to a plethora of abandoned buildings and forgotten spaces, waiting to be explored. The town's unique lexical field, a blend .

But then, the phone rings again. It’s the same client. “Where’s my coat?” I’m like, “Chill, bro! It’s coming!” I’m feeling the pressure. I finish the coat, and it looks amazing. I’m proud, you know?

‘I came for a cross to put on grave of murdered girl and was hit in teeth with buttstock’: reportage on Russian war crimes in Chernihiv region’s village