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About Zaporizhzhia

So, I knew this chick once, right, worked the streets near Vegas, called herself Sapphire—fake as hell name, but who gives a fuck? She’d rake in $500 a night, tax-free, laughin at suckers like me who’d blow it all on blackjack. Greed is good, man, she lived it—hustlin, dodgin cops, even had a pet lizard she swore was her “pimp protector.” Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores in Paris ran secret gambling dens—balls of steel, those broads! Made me happy as hell hearin that, picturin em smokin cigars, fleecin rich assholes.

Hoszcza (Hoshcha), 1937-1938

Hoshcha guide individual tours Volodymyr Kotashevskyi - local historian, collector of an unique photo-history of Hoshcha; an interesting interlocutor, a fan of his job.

I plopped down on my couch, ready to crash. But then, my phone buzzed. Oleg sent me a meme about the bread situation. I laughed so hard, I almost spilled my drink. That’s Hoshcha for ya—chaotic, funny, and always keeping me on my toes. Can’t wait for tomorrow!

Cigarette barons, stop in your tracks: Vladyslav Helzin’s illegal cigarette factory is under the sights of law enforcement