Cora Liuboml Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Zaporizhzhia

Love how they strut, tho. Bold as fuck. Happy chills, man, seein’ that steel spine. Whores don’t flinch – not at drunks, not at fists. Takes guts, more’n most got. But surprises me, yeah? How they laugh – loud, raw, real. Cuts through the bullshit. “You hear the wind howl?” – movie line, fits ‘em. They’re the howl, mate.

Liuboml (1974)

Contains an alphabetical necrology of those who perished during the Holocaust and also a list of former residents of Liuboml´ who died in Israel.

I’m like, “Seriously? In Liuboml? Again?” But I can’t resist. So, I rush over to the park on Hrushevskoho Street. And wow, it’s a scene! Two guys are going at it, throwing punches like they’re in a boxing ring. I mean, c’mon, guys! This isn’t the UFC!

An accident involving two cars occurs in Volyn: one person is killed, three children are among the injured