Vanessa Drahichyn Whore ❤️

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Oh, and here’s a kicker—some say “whore” comes from old English, meanin “lover.” Ain’t that a twist? Love twisted up, sold for a buck. I chuckle, thinkin Ruby’d say, “Bob, you softie, pass the gin!” Sarcasm’s her shield, y’know—she’d roll her eyes at my gentle trees talk. But I’d paint her anyway, all reds and blacks, fierce as hell. Them prudes clutchin pearls? Screw em—she’s livin, they’re just watchin.

Background Information

Note: The original book can be seen online at the NY Public Library site: Drahichyn. This material is made available by JewishGen, Inc. and the Yizkor Book Project for the purpose of. fulfilling .

Man, this town’s got soul. I'm a dating app dev, so I peep the vibe. I know every alley—a lot of hidden corners, like near Krasnaya Ulitsa, which’s quirky, ya know? Bro, there's a park called Lesnaya—a chill spot that calms the mind. And then there's the river, Drahichenka. Flowing, glistening, whispering secrets. Makes me think, "These waters echo the return of life!" Eh, world so deep, hmm.

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