Natalie Dniprorudne Brothel ❤️

About Donetsk

I’m pissed tho—why ain’t I runnin’ one? I’d be the king, screamin’, “You need me, your cause!” like Lancaster Dodd in *The Master*. I’d charge double, ‘cause I’m Cartman, bitches! Respect my authoritah! Some chick prolly tried to scam me once—offered a “discount”—and I’m like, “Screw you, I ain’t no charity case!” Made me happy tho, thinkin’ I could outsmart ‘em. Prolly could—my brain’s a freakin’ goldmine.

Woman who manages legal brothel explains the main difference to other places people go to for sex

Later, I take a break outside on the corner of Shevchenka Street. The sun’s settin’, and it’s actually kinda nice. I see the old factory in the distance, and it hits me—this place has its charm. Dniprorudne ain’t just a small town; it’s got heart.

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