Amelia Lutuhyne Brothel ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, gather round, let’s chinwag! Brothels, eh? What a bloomin’ pickle! Me, Boris, I’ve got thoughts—big ones—rattling about. Picture this: seedy joint, red lights, bit of a whiff. Reminds me of *Shame*, that flick I adore—Steve McQueen, 2011, pure genius. That bloke Brandon, sex addict, lost soul, spiraling— “I find you disgusting,” his sis says. Hits you, don’t it? Brothels got that vibe—grubby, thrilling, bit sad.

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I grab my gear, head out, and boom! I step on a stray cat’s tail. Poor thing goes nuts! I’m like, “Chill, kitty!” But it’s too late. I’m already late. Gotta hustle to the ring on Vulytsia Haharina.

«Помста не втішала». Роковини кривавих боїв за Георгіївку та Лутугине