Gabriella Shchyolkino Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Odesa

Brothels ain’t all grim tho—some are legit hilarious. Like, there’s this tale from Nevada, legal cathouse, where a john paid extra for a girl to sing karaoke mid-bang. MID-BANG! I’m dyin picturin it—her belting “Sweet Caroline,” him wheezin along. Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be all grunts and groans, not a fuckin duet. “Life returns to the lake,” like the movie says—shit’s weirdly beautiful, y’know?

How sex workers lived in the Russian Empire

I think they bring prostitutes here. They are standing next to each other on the MKAD, and cars are constantly driving along the clearing. A kind of brothel.

Power finally comes back, and I’m back to work. Viktor’s boots are lookin’ sharp, but then I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and what do I see? A bunch of kids playing football, and one of ‘em kicked the ball right into a vendor’s cart! Tomatoes everywhere! I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop the boots. The vendor’s yellin’, and the kids are runnin’ like they just robbed a bank. Classic Shchyolkino moment.