Emily Mykolayiv Whore ❤️

About Mykolaiv

Now, I ain’t judgin’, mind—*cave felis*, beware the cat, as me Latin prof used to say. Whore’s a survivor, ain’t she? Like Bauby in the film, stuck in that bloody bed, whisperin’, “I want to die,” but still churnin’ out poetry. Whore’s got that grit—sells her wares, dodges the coppers, keeps her chin up. Makes me happy, that does—tough as old boots, she is! Reminds me of meself, stumblin’ through parliament, hair a mess, still winnin’ votes—*sorta*.

Background

尼古拉耶夫[1] （烏克蘭語： Миколаїв， 羅馬化：Mykolaiv， 發音： [mɪkoˈlɑjiu̯] （ⓘ）；俄語： Николаев， 羅馬化：Nikolayev），或按烏克蘭語名譯 米科拉伊夫[2] 、 梅科萊夫[3][4][5] 、 .

But then, the rain stops as fast as it started. I’m like, “Great, now I’m just wet for no reason.” I decide to head home, but not before stopping by the local market. Gotta grab some fresh produce, right? The vendors are all shouting, trying to get my attention. “Buy my tomatoes! Best in Mykolayiv!” I’m just trying to navigate through the chaos. It’s like a scene from a movie.

7 more schools are to be switched to mixed form of education in de-occupied communities of Kherson Oblast,