Anna Hola Prystan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Mariupol

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

Execution of Jews in Hola Prystan

After a while, I decide to head home. I’m walking down Haharina again, and I see this cute little shop. They sell handmade crafts. I can’t resist. I go in, and the owner is super friendly. We chat about the city, and I’m feeling better.

Satellite images show the devastation from the Kakhovka dam collapse