Brianna Berezhany Whore ❤️

About Mariupol

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” See, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout Zodiac, that flick’s my jam, right? Fincher’s got that vibe—dark, twisty, messed up. Whores, man, they’re like that cipher he never cracked. Been around forever, dodgin shadows, sellin what they got. Pisses me off how folks judge em—like, who’re you, Mr. High Horse? “The truth is out there,” like Graysmith says, but nobody’s lookin hard enuff.

Background

(Berezhany, Ukraine) 49°27' / 24°56' Translation of Brzezany, Narajow ve-ha-seviva; toldot kehilot she-nehrevu. Edited by: Menachem Katz, Haifa, Brzezany-Narajow Societies in Israel and the .

I sprint back home on Hrushevskoho Street, dodging potholes like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. I’m sweating bullets, and my mind’s racing. “Did I pack my gear? Did I forget my fins?” I get home, and guess what? I forgot my wetsuit. Classic me.

“The theme of Andrei Sheptytsky had an impact on me”: Shimon Redlich, a historian who survived the Holocaust