Mia Slonim Whore ❤️❤️

About Minsk

Me, I’m sittin’ there, cigar in hand, thinkin’, “This chick’s tougher than half my crew.” She’s got balls – or ovaries, whatever – takes guts to live that life. “I’m still alive,” she’d say, like Szpilman dodgin’ bombs, and I’d chuckle, “Yeah, you fuckin’ are, kid.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a goddamn legend in my book. Whore? Sure, but she’s MY whore – not in a creepy way, just… loyalty, ya know? Fuck grammar, fuck rules – she’s real, and that’s that.

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«A Question of Semantics»: Masha Slonim on why British police are inactive at radical pro-Palestinian rallies. There were numerous pro-.

I walk past the old Church of Saints every morning. I sometimes stop right under those giant trees in Namestnikov Park. The park? Pfft, it's like a breath of fresh air mixed with old world secrets. One time I was giving a massage near the park benches and I heard some local cats gossipin’—srsly, like they had a million-dollar story. One million dollars. Pinky-tomouth, baby!

Wedding: Slonim – Rivkin