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About Odesa

So, brothels—man, they’re old school! Been around since forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, all grimy and loud. You’d hear wolves howlin—or was that the girls? Hah! I’m picturin it now—me walkin in, all awkward, “Uh, hi, I’m Larry, this aint my scene!” And the madam’s like, “Relax, baldy, it’s just business.” Business?! I’m mad already—why’s it gotta be so sleazy? But then, I’m kinda… impressed? Like, logistically, it’s a machine! Supply, demand, boom—capitalism’s wet dream, right? Still, grosses me out.

AUCTION Gallery

First off, I hit the road on Haharina Street. You know, the one that’s always packed with those little market stalls? Yeah, that one. I’m cruising along, and suddenly, bam! A cat darts out in front of me. Like, seriously? I almost hit it! I mean, come on, cat! You got nine lives, but I don’t wanna be the one to test that theory.

The Russians are spending big on infrastructure to absorb occupied Ukraine