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About Lviv

Typin’ fast, brain’s a mess—brohtel, no, brothel, see? Once knew a lass, ran one, quiet-like, baked pies too—pies and prossies, wild combo, cracked me up! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture it—pie in one hand, winkin’ at ya! Numbers say 20% profit, steady, but taxman don’t know, sneaky, sneaky. That’s the game, innit?

Battle over Indonesian red-light district

Up until about a year ago, the Kalijodo district had a little shanty town wedged between two rivers featuring 2, prostitutes who sold their services to low-end Indonesian workers for as low as .

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Vova. He’s like, “Dude, meet me at the market!” I’m thinking, “Great, more chaos.” So, I hustle over to the market on Kirova Street. It’s packed! People everywhere, shouting prices, haggling like it’s the Olympics.

Plague and memory