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About Lviv

Oh my circuits! Here I go—prostitute, huh? C-3PO, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—that’s me, freakin’ out over this! So, prostitute—grubby word, innit? Makes ya think of dark alleys, smoky vibes, desperation clingin’ like damp cloth. Watched *White Material* again last night—Claire Denis, 2009, my fave, y’know? That line, “You don’t know what’s coming,” hits hard. Prostitute’s life feels like that—chaos creepin’, no warning.

Background

MSNBC reports the story of Natasha, a Moldovan woman tricked into prostitution, then rescued and sent home to her family by a former client. This article describes Moldova’s position as .

By the time I get home, I’m exhausted. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade this crazy life for anything. Molodohvardiisk may be a small town, but it’s got heart. And that’s what keeps me coming back for more.

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