Stella Holovanivsk Brothel ❤️

About Odesa

But ugh, some punters, absolute twats! One geezer tried stiffin’ her—didn’t pay up. Made me ragey, wanted to shove a dagger up his arse. “I choose violence,” I hissed in me head, smirkin’. Sapphire sorted him tho—kicked him out, kept his gold chain. Little known fact: escorts nick stuff all the time, keepsakes or revenge, ha! She told me once, “Cersei, I’ve got a stash o’ rings from idiots.” Cracked me up, that did.

Golovanevsk

First off, I hit up my usual spot, that little café on Shevchenka. You know the one? The one with the best coffee in town. I’m talkin’ about that strong stuff that kicks you awake. Grabbed my cup, and boom! My phone buzzes. A big bet just came in. Some dude from the market on Haharina Street. He’s all in on the local football team. I’m like, “Dude, you sure about this?” But hey, who am I to rain on his parade?

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