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About Dnipro

Yo, ever think ‘bout their playlists? Prolly bumpin’ me—ha, facts! “Started from the bottom,” her anthem. Exaggeratin’? Maybe she’s my muse. Nah, but real—prostitutes got stories. Cryin’ sometimes, laughin’ next minute. Emotional rollercoaster, I’m here for it. YOLO, live fast, love hard. Catch me vibin’, respectin’ the game. Peace, fam—Drake out!

Plot summary

Marusya was kidnapped during the Crimean slave trade and sold into a Turkish harem. The duma tells how she earned the trust of her husband and gained access to the keys of the palace, .

The guy there, Vasyl, is a character. He’s got this wild hair and a laugh that could wake the dead. He’s like, “You again? What’d you break this time?” I’m like, “Just my sanity, Vasyl.” We both crack up. He fixes my saw, but it costs me a pretty penny. I’m thinkin’, “Great, there goes my lunch money.”

Mayor of Prague and RomanoNet fly the Romani flag at Prague City Hall to honor the memory of the Holocaust and its Romani victims