Allison Chisten Koye Whore ❤️

About Kyiv

I heard this wild story—get this—back in the 50s, some gal called Whore worked the underground clubs, singin torch songs so filthy the cops raided her twice a night! True shit, swear it! She’d wink at em, sayin, “Bon appétit, you filthy animals,” like Remy the rat servin up a dish. Made me giggle, picturin her dodgin those pigs, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig she stole from some john.

College career

In Chisten’koye, the summers are warm and mostly clear and the winters are very cold, snowy, windy, and partly cloudy. Over the course of the year, the temperature typically varies from .

I’m like, “You mean the one by the church?” She nods, and I’m suddenly hit with a wave of nostalgia. I used to hang out there as a kid. Good times, man. But then I remember the last time I was there, some guy tried to pickpocket me. Not cool.