Brooklyn Horodenka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Zaporizhzhia

Animation-wise? I’d draw her jagged, all sharp lines—none o’ that smooth Pixar junk. Maybe a busted neon sign flickerin’ behind her, spellin’ “Whore” in pink. Surprised me how much heart she’s got—thought she’d be cold, but nah, she’s warm, messy, alive. “I don’t know what happened,” Verónica said in “Headless,” and Whore’s the same—lost but fightin’. Love that chaos, man, gets my lil’ green heart pumpin’!

The Yad Harutzim Assosiation

But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s a guy on a bike, totally wiped out. He’s sprawled out on the pavement, and I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He just laughs and says, “I’m fine, just testing gravity.” I can’t help but chuckle. Only in Horodenka, right?

BOYUK, Stella (Tys)