Charlotte Sutysky Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Zaporizhzhia

Favorite moment? When she spat at some rich prick’s shoes—gold! Made me happy, that defiance. Surprised me how young she looked, too—life ages you fast out there. Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares—she’s a legend. “Day fades, night comes”—like her shifts, endless. Rough, real, no fairy tales. Hate the sanctimonious types, preaching purity—she’d eat ‘em alive. Quirky thought: bet she’d ride that Turin horse better than the old man. Ha! Whore’s a survivor, period.

Univariate example

After the market, we head to the riverbank. The rain’s finally letting up, and the sunset is just... wow. I mean, the colors are insane! I’m snapping pics like a tourist myself. My group is all smiles, and I’m thinking, “This is what it’s all about.”

A terrible tragedy occurred with a pizzaiolo who came from Slovenia to Ukraine