Gianna Tetiiv Whore ❤️❤️

About Zaporizhzhia

So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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I finally get to the café, and it’s packed. Like, what’s up with that? It’s a Tuesday! I’m behind the counter, and my brain’s already in overdrive. I’m makin’ lattes, cappuccinos, and trying to remember if I put sugar in that last one. Spoiler: I didn’t. Sorry, dude!

At the Ukrainian border, mothers share stories of loss