Claire Dolyna Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Odesa

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

Rising Up From the Rubble: What It Will Take to Rebuild War-Torn Ukraine

So I’m walking down Vulytsia Franka, trying to shake off the coffee disaster. I’m jamming to my playlist, feeling the vibes. Then, boom! A pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing pad. Ugh! I’m like, “Dude, not today!” I swear, that bird had it out for me.

Dolyna and Vyhoda as seen by Michael Shchur • Home page