Ivy Mahdalynivka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I wonder – if I wasn’t stuck in this chair, would I chat up a whore? Probly, just to hear her story, cos I’m nosy like that. They’re like stars, burnin’ bright, ignored by twits who don’t look up. “The heart governs the body,” Ang Lee’d say, and whores? They feel it all, raw and real. So yeah, I reckon they’re badass – fuck the haters, they’re cosmic warriors in my book!

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I'm digging the Mahdalynivka scene and whore is out of this world! I've never felt this connected to someone before. You can't go wrong with.

So, I’m sippin’ my morning coffee on Kostiantynivska Street, right? Just enjoying the view of the old buildings, and boom! A cat jumps on my table. Like, dude, personal space? I’m not a cat person, but this little furball had some serious attitude. I named him “Mr. Whiskers” on the spot.

Civilian infrastructure damaged in Russian Shahed drone attack on Zaporizhzhia