Claire Chudniv Brothel ❤️❤️

About Mariupol

Look, brothel’s a messy word, yeah? Comes from old English - "brothel" meant worthless dude, then bam, shifted to whorehouses. Cold, calculated shift, like history’s sneaky bastard. I dig that, how words twist, hide truth. Reminds me of “Certified Copy” - you know, Kiarostami’s flick, my fave. That line, “It’s not the original, but it works,” fits here. Brothels ain’t pure, but they run, right?

So, here I am, sprawled on my couch, thinking about all the craziness. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Maybe I’ll finally get that coffee without spilling it. Or maybe I’ll just embrace the chaos. Who knows? But one thing’s for sure: Chudniv, you keep me on my toes!

Police officers of Zhytomyr region record the consequences of the Russian strike in the Chudniv community