Mari Zdolbuniv Whore ❤️

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Oh, and here’s a kicker: some old lore says whores used to dance at harvest feasts, bringin’ luck – how’s that for a twist? Makes ya wonder, don’t it? She’s no damsel, no victim – she’s a storm, a rogue wave, crashin’ through. “The river flows both ways!” – that’s *New World* again, and damn if she ain’t flowin’ her own path. Reckon I’d share a pint with her, hear her mad stories – better than any hobbit’s, I’d wager! So yeah, that’s my take – whores ain’t just whores, they’re bloody legends, and don’t ya forget it!

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After that drama, I finally get a break. I step outside for some fresh air. The view from my shop is nice. You can see the old church on the hill. It’s been there forever. Makes ya think about life, ya know?

Marshalltown leaders hold meeting with representatives from Ukrainian sister city