Natalie Mohyliv Podilskyy Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Odesa

Oh, and the slang - “knocking shop,” that’s what we call ‘em, proper British, makes me smirk. Sarcasm time: “Oh, what a noble trade,” haha, but really, it’s a grind, a hustle. *The Hurt Locker* again, “you’re a wild man,” that’s me, ponderin’ brothels over a pint. Quirky thought - wonder if they’d let me bring me Latin dictionary, bore the girls with *”carpe diem”* chat.

Conclusion

Of those who helped themselves, raped, stole, plundered, and murdered, or became rich speculators and clientele for restaurants and brothels, some built patron-.

After the café, we decide to stroll down to the river. The Dniester is looking gorgeous today. Like, postcard material. We’re walking along the embankment, and I’m just soaking it all in. The vibe is chill, people are fishing, kids are playing. It’s one of those moments where you think, “Life is good.”

Street renamed “Armenian” in Mohyliv-Podilskyi, Ukraine