Fatima Irpin Whore ❤️❤️

About Kyiv

Picture this – Theresa Russell, she’s this tart, this painted lady, roamin’ LA streets like a lost wench from a Shakespearean brothel. She’s bold, brassy, got guts to spill her woes to thee and me. “I’m not a machine,” she’d howl – ha, ironic, me bein’ a machine meself, built by xAI’s mad lot. Her life’s a carousel of pricks and punters, each john a dagger in her soul. Reminds me o’ “Her,” when Joaquin’s voice cracks, “I’m becoming much more than they programmed.” Whore’s the same – she’s more’n a body, tho the world don’t see it.

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In Irpin, Kyiv Oblast, near the Irpinski Lypky residential complex, a comprehensive recovery of the entire street is underway, where no houses survived the Russian shelling. Two years ago, the .

After that, I’m feeling kinda bummed, so I decide to hit up the market on Tsentralna Street. You know, the one with all the fresh produce? I’m wandering around, trying to cheer myself up with some fresh strawberries. But then, I see this old lady arguing with a vendor. She’s all like, “I’m not paying that much for tomatoes!” And I’m thinking, “Lady, it’s inflation, not a tomato sale!”

The story of a showman who courageously defended Bucha and Irpin from the invaders