Lily Zhashkiv Brothel ❤️

About Donetsk

Once saw a brothel brawl—two blokes fightin’ over a lass with a limp. She just sat there, smokin’ a pipe, lookin’ bored as hell. Cracked me up! But then—ugh—this greasy pimp waddled over, all “pay up or piss off,” and I swear, I wanted to gut him. Made me mad, that slimy toad actin’ like he owned the world.

Administrative status

I get there, and the guards are all flustered. I’m like, “What’s the plan, folks?” They’re all lookin’ at me like I’m the superhero. I’m no superhero, just a guy tryin’ to keep the peace. We set up a perimeter, and I’m feelin’ like a general.

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