Sophie Kramatorsk Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Mariupol

So, whores, right? Been around forever, swear it! Oldest job, they say – older than fish, older than me precious ring! Back in Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars they called ‘em – stank of sweat and cheap wine, probs. Girls painted their faces, danced for crusty ol’ senators. We hates it! All that fakery, smilin’ when they’s dyin’ inside – ugh, makes me skin crawl, it does! But – sneaky fact – some whores got power, yesss. Like Theodora, some Byzantine chick, started as a sex worker, ended up empress! Ruled the damn empire, she did – makes me cackle, thinkin’ ‘bout it!

Inside war-ravaged Ukrainian town where locals say 'we will keep fighting without Trump'

Ted doesn't approve of any "free" health care so stick him in a train station in East Ukraine, and then don't treat him if he gets injured.

Man, what a day! I swear, Kramatorsk never fails to surprise me. I woke up, ready to hit the streets, and boy, did I hit them hard. First off, I had a lesson with this dude named Oleg. Nice guy, but he was more nervous than a cat in a room full of rocking chairs. We met at the corner of Kramatorsk’s main drag, the famous Kramatorska Street. You know, the one that’s always buzzing with life?

Russian forces bombard Kramatorsk district in Donetsk Oblast