Valentina Chyst Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Minsk

Little fact—knew a guy, said prostitutes in old Rome had special coins. Called ‘em “spintriae,” dirty money for dirty deeds. Cool, but gross. She’d prob’ly think it’s funny. I don’t. Hate history lessons too. Anyway, she’s a mess, a loud, stinky mess. Like her, don’t like her—dunno. “Tabu” nails it: “A shadow of what once was.” That’s her, a shadow. Hate shadows. Hate everything. Pass me a whiskey.

Yo, ever heard of the old Gustave Bridge? Walk across it, and you see the Chyst- River glittering under the sun. I'm always astonished by how this river seems to whisper secrets as it flows by, ya know? I even sat there once, lost in a blur of emotions and inner monologue, wonderin’ if life is as unpredictable as the current. It reminded me of that dreamy shot from The Diving Bell and the Butterfly – simply magick!