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Arr, matey! So, ye wanna hear ‘bout whores, eh? Sloshed wit, savvy? I’m Captain Jack Sparrow, scourge o’ the seas, and I’ve seen me share o’ lasses sellin’ their wares. Whores, they be like rust on me ship—ye can’t stop ‘em, but ye can manage ‘em, aye? Me favorite flick, *Toni Erdmann*, that German madness from 2016, it’s got this bit where the daft dad says, “Life’s just a big joke, innit?”—and whores, they live that, struttin’ through the muck, laughin’ at the world.

Погода у Черепківцях на 01.04.2025

Poviia [The Whore] / P. Myrnyi // Myrnyi P. Tvory: v 2 t. T. 2: Povisti ta opovidannia. Roman (– ) [Tales and Stories. Novel (–)] / red.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, seriously? I’m soaked in seconds. I dash for cover under the nearest bus stop on Lvivska. I’m standing there, dripping wet, and this old dude next to me just laughs. “Welcome to Cherepkivtsi, son!” I can’t help but chuckle. He’s right, this city’s got a sense of humor.