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About Kyiv

Oh, and get this—heard from a snitch, she once conned a priest! A PRIEST! Convinced him she’s savin’ up for a “new life.” Hah! New life, sure—new lipstick, maybe. Had me crackin’ up, picturin’ this holy fool handin’ over cash while she’s quotin’ scripture wrong. “Thou shalt not steal”—oops, missed that one, Lola! Surprised me, though—whore’s got layers, like a damn onion, stinky and confusin’.

More interesting places

Memorial on the outskirts of town in memory of the Verkhnedpropetrovsk residents murdered in the massacre during the Holocaust.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Verkhnodniprovsk, and I swear, I thought it was just gonna be another chill day. But nah, life had other plans. First off, I hit the streets of Komsomolska, and it was like a scene from a movie. People everywhere, cars honking like they were in a race. I mean, c’mon, it’s not a Formula 1 track, folks!

Yehor Yarmoliuk