Leah Makariv Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a wild tidbit—didja know some old-timey prostitutes in the 1800s carried lil’ books? Like bizness cards, but sexy—listin’ their “skills.” Ain’t that a hoot? Candy prob’ly don’t got no book, just a cracked iPhone and a dream. I’m thinkin’, “How’s that workin’ for ya, sweetheart?”—runnin’ from johns who don’t pay, duckin’ the law. She told me once, “Phil, I made $200 last night!” I’m shocked—$200? For that? Hell, I’d rather wrestle a pig in mud!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Shevchenka Street. You know, the one with the weirdly good coffee? I order my usual – a double espresso. The barista, this dude named Oleg, spills half of it. I’m like, “Bro, I need that caffeine!” But he just laughs and says, “More for the floor!” Ugh, whatever. I grab my cup and head out.

The SBI has announced suspicion of two Russian military personnel for terror against civilians in Borodyanka and Makariv