Elizabeth Antonivka Whore ❤️❤️

About Mariupol

And don’t get me started on the happy bits—rare, but they hit hard. Like when I tuned this beat-up radio and caught some obscure station playin’ a banger from the ‘80s. Felt like a win, a middle finger to the whore-ness of life. Made me grin like a twat. But then—bam—signal dropped. Typical. Whore strikes again, teasin’ ya then ghostin’. “Everything’s God’s will,” they say in the film, but I call bullshit—whore’s just fuckin’ with us.

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Russian forces launched a drone attack on the village of Antonivka in Kherson Oblast, killing one person and injuring another, on the morning of 28 January.

Then, I decided to hit up the market. Oh man, the Antonivka market is a whole vibe. Fresh veggies, fruits, and the smell of baked bread. I swear, I could live off that stuff. But then, I see this old lady trying to haggle over some tomatoes. Like, lady, they’re already cheap! But she’s relentless. I’m just standing there, watching this epic battle of wills.

Russians fail to oust defenders from under Antonivka Bridge