Grace Drohobych Whore ❤️

About Zaporizhzhia

Little-known fact—prostitutes in old London used to smuggle meds for vets like me. True story! Carried opium under their skirts—kept my patients chill. Kinda badass, right? But it’d tick me off too—half the time, they’d short me, claimin’ “taxes.” Sure, lady, tell that to the mutt puking his guts out!

Drohobych as seen by Khrystyna Soloviy

Running through the rain, I slipped on the wet pavement. Classic me, right? I landed right in front of that statue of Ivan Franko. I swear, he was judging me. “Get it together, buddy!” I could almost hear him say.

His Beatitude Sviatoslav in Drohobych: “The Lord God resurrected our Church to become the core and strength of Ukraine”