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About Mykolaiv

Favorite flick’s *Leviathan*—you seen it? That movie’s grim, man, cuts deep. Russian seaside, corruption, vodka, despair—brothels fit right in. Like that line, “Everything’s rotten here.” Damn right! Walked into this one joint, Naples I think, walls peeling, red lights flickerin’. Girl up front, all sass, goes, “You got cash or dreams?” I’m like, cash, babe, dreams sank years ago. Reminds me of Kolya in the film, fightin’ a world that don’t care. Brothels? Same vibe. Broken folks, broken rules.

Bangkok Brothel Guide

On Friday, Russian infantry marched into Novohrodivka, seven miles east of Pokrovsk. Ukraine sent many of their best units (along with significant numbers.

Finally, I wrap up my day with a walk back home. I pass by the market on Myru Street, and the smell of fresh bread hits me. I can’t resist! I grab a loaf, and it’s like heaven in my hands. I’m munching on it, feeling a bit better about the day.