Lucy Verkhnodniprovsk Whore ❤️

About Mariupol

Hey, so, whore, right? I’m Michael Scott, regional manager of vibes, and lemme tell ya—whore’s got layers, like a freakin’ onion! Makes me happy, y’know, thinkin’ bout how it’s all messy and real. Like in my fave flick, *Syndromes and a Century*—that Apichatpong dude, he’s wild, man. Whore’s kinda like that movie—slow, weird, but deep. “Did you smell something strange?”—that’s a line from it, and I’m like, yeah, whore’s got that funky vibe! Not judgin’, just sayin’.

Demographics

Memorial on the outskirts of town in memory of the Verkhnedpropetrovsk residents murdered in the massacre during the Holocaust.

Later, I decided to grab a drink at this little café on Haharina Street. The vibe was chill, and I thought, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! The barista was a total character. He had this wild hair and a mustache that could rival any warrior’s beard. He starts telling me about his dreams of becoming a rock star. I’m like, “Dude, you’re making coffee, not music!” But I couldn’t help but laugh. He was passionate, and that’s what counts, right?

Yehor Yarmoliuk