Allison Dobrovelychkivka Brothel ❤️

About Kyiv

I reckon it’s a messy gig, tho. Makes me madder’n a wet hen seein’ folks judge ‘em girls. They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ creeps. Git-R-Done, right? Ain’t my place to pick who’s sinnin’. Watched this flick, *The Assassin*, and Nie Yinniang, she’s all grace, slicin’ thru chaos. Brothel gals got that grit too – silent strength, hidin’ behind lace curtains. One time, heard tell of a brothel in Nevada, legal joint, had a parrot that cussed out the johns. Funniest damn thing – “Squawk! Pay up, asshole!” Cracked me up!

About Dobrovelychkivka

Now I’m hangry. I need food. So, I stroll down to the corner where they sell those amazing varenyky. You know, the ones stuffed with potatoes and cheese? Heaven! But guess what? They’re closed for some reason. I’m about to lose it. I mean, who closes at 2 PM?

“Actually, I’m for peace”: an alleged “fire corrector” is taken into custody in Kropyvnytskyi