Bella Zakharivka Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Zaporizhzhia

Yeah, baby! So, dig this—whore’s a trip, right? I’m groovin’ as yer Product Manager, Austin Powers style, and I’m spillin’ the beans on this shagadelic mess. Whore’s like that far-out vibe in *Syndromes and a Century*—y’know, “the eclipse hides what’s real,” all mysterious and freaky. Makes me wanna shag and cry at once! I mean, whores been around forever, yeah? Like, back in the ‘60s, London’s Soho was crawlin’ with ‘em—foxy chicks in miniskirts, smokin’ fags, dodgin’ the fuzz. Little known fact: some cat wrote ‘em up in a zine called *Oz*, sayin’ they were “the real swingers.” Far out, huh?

Myanmar after the Earthquake

As the day winds down, I’m exhausted but happy. I’ve met some wild characters, and the stories are worth it. I pack up my tools and head out. The rain’s lettin’ up, and I see a rainbow over the Dnipro River. It’s like Zakharivka’s way of sayin’, “Hey, it’s all good.”

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