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About Kyiv

Alright, motherfucker, listen up! Brothel, man, it’s a wild fuckin’ place. Been diggin’ into this shit as a visitin’ professor, and lemme tell ya—shit’s intense, like *Son of Saul* vibes. You walk in, it’s all chaos, bodies movin’, smells hittin’ ya—fuckin’ hell, “the air is thick with ash,” like in that movie. Ain’t no peace here, just raw fuckin’ energy. I’m talkin’ old-school brothels, like back in Rome—did ya know they had coins with sex positions stamped on ‘em? Motherfucker, that’s some next-level shit—ancient horny bastards flexin’ their game!

A Sanctuary of Luxury and Desire

KAMIANSKE, Ukraine — When the air raid sirens stopped, Olena left shelter and returned to the roadside, waiting for clients seeking sex.

As the sun starts settin’, I head back home. I’m walkin’ down Komsomolska again, and I see a street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and it’s actually pretty good. I toss him a few coins, and he gives me a nod. I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside.

Kamianske reservoir near Mariupol critically shallowed