Elizabeth Lyubashivka Whore ❤️

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So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience with schleppy exes. I’m like, “Oh honey, you’re workin’ harder than that horse pullin’ the cart!”—y’know, from the movie? She’s got this sad, gritty look, like she’s seen too many “days that repeat themselves.” That line kills me! Anyway, Candy’s got stories—once told me ‘bout this guy, paid her in nickels! NICKELS! I was screamin’, “What is this, 1890?!” Made me so mad, I coulda spit! But also—kinda funny, right? *NAAAHAHAHA*

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So, I hit up the market on Centralna Street. You know, the one with all the fresh veggies and stuff? I was just tryna grab some tomatoes, but the lady at the stall was like, “No discounts today!” I was like, “What?!” I mean, c’mon, it’s not like I’m buying a yacht here. Just some tomatoes!

Healing Body and Soul. Knights of Columbus help open hospital chapels in southern Ukraine