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About Donetsk

Funniest shit? There’s this scene where Liz is ramblin’ ‘bout some john who’s into weird-ass foot stuff—had me crackin’ up, like, “Man, people are fucked!” Ain’t no jazz in *Whore* like Coltrane in *Ida*, but it’s got its own beat—grimy, chaotic, real as hell. Sarcasm? Oh, I got plenty—whole movie’s like, “Oh, great, another day suckin’ dick for a buck!” Liz owns that shit, tho—no pity party here.

Occupation

Then, out of nowhere, the sky turns dark. I’m like, “What now?” It starts pouring! I dash out of the bistro, trying to find cover. I end up under this awning on the corner of Admiralska Street. I’m standing there, soaked, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I’m tapping my foot, trying to forget about the rain.

The cost of a school shelter in Mykolaiv region has increased to 47 million