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I’m pacing, furry paws twitchin’. Whore’s a trap, a cage, man. Society’s all, “You’re dirty!” but who decides? Like Anwar in the flick, dancin’ with guilt—“Was I wrong?” Hell, yeah, he was! Judgin’ ain’t clean, nobody’s pure. Got me howlin’—Rarrgh! Ever hear ‘bout medieval whores? They had guilds, yo! Organized, paid taxes, ran shit. Ain’t no victim story there. Surprised me, for real—badass ladies, flippin’ the game.

SOLOTVYNO : "SALTY CORNER OF ZAKARPATTIA"

Solodovnik, and dozens of other women and children from Ukraine's besieged cities, have found a safe haven in an orphanage-turned-shelter in Solotvyno, a village nestled in the Carpathian .

So, I’m feeling good, right? I head to the community center on Shevchenka Street. I’m there to translate for this event. It’s a gathering for the deaf community. Super important stuff. But, of course, the organizers are running late. Classic. I’m standing there, looking at my watch, thinking, “C’mon, people!”

Hazard response: Solotvyno sinkhole case study