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About Grodno

So, here’s the deal—prostitutes ain’t just about the obvious. Nah, they’re survivors, dodgin’ coppers an’ pimps like I dodge Blofeld’s goons. Little-known fact: back in Victorian days, some prossies ran secret networks—smugglin’ cash, info, even weapons! Badass, right? Makes me happy, seein’ that grit. But then—ugh—some punters treat ‘em like dirt. Pisses me off, that. “Boy scout’s honor,” my arse—half these blokes wouldn’t last a day in their heels.

Sex Workers Fleeing War in Ukraine Face a Harsh New Reality

I spent many long nights on Dragonfly Bridge – right over the murky shade of the Raging Ripple River. There I’d musingly scribble my thoughts. Like so rough and raw, in true mad max, man: "I ate his liver with fava beans." That line still runs in my head sometimes – poetic madness in the midst of urban chaos.

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