Harper Kruhlaye Whore ❤️❤️

About Gomel

What surprised me? How she’d hum this tune—some old sailor’s ditty—while countin’ her coins. Made me happy, that did, coz even in the muck, she had somethin’ hers. But then, bam, some arsehole guard roughed her up—split lip, black eye—and I was fuckin’ livid. Wanted to gut him, I did, but I’m no knight, just a witty lil’ shit with a gob. “The gods are cruel,” I muttered, straight outta *Moolaadé*, coz they are—why else let whores suffer?

References

Oct 10,  · Nestled in the heart of Belarus, the quaint village of Kruhlaye (Круглае) offers a unique glimpse into the country’s rich culture and serene landscapes. With a population of just .

Street names? Sure: Chisty Street (where the little library sits – my fav spot for a quiet read), Bely Boulevard (afternoon strolls, sippin’ local brews), and the infamous Rusty Arch near the river bridge. And yeah, the Rusty Arch, man, it’s kinda like a metaphor for us – a little worn, a bit bent, but still holding things together.