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About Vitebsk

Once saw this gal, red hair, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Thought, “She’s got more backbone than half the suits I know.” Didn’t stop, though—ain’t my style. Hate the game, hate the players, hate the johns most of all. Slimebags in pickup trucks, honkin’ like they’re hot shit. You’re not, pal. You’re a walking STD.

Prostitutes of Krasnoyarsk

Oh! And my fav hangout is that little café on Zolotaya Street. It’s kinda messy (maybe literally, lol) but its vibe is so raw and real, like, I swear the walls echo your dreams when you whisper them. Back in the day, I was here when one of my clients discovered her inner strength – like, "Finding Nemo" style, tiny Nemo against the big bad ocean world, always swimming and winning, c'mon!

Psychiatric abuse in action