Nadia Hostomel Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Odesa

What pisses me off? Folks judgin’ her. “Oh, she’s dirty, she’s low.” Man, shut up—she’s survivin’! *City of God* taught me—ain’t no saints in the slum, just players playin’. Whore’s got guts, heart, and a smirk that says, “I’ve seen worse than you.” Makes me happy, tho—her swagger’s pure fire. Surprised me too—heard she once tricked a john into payin’ triple, then bounced with his shoes. Savage!

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We are living in a war. I am from Irpin, my city, like Bucha, Hostomel, and other Ukrainian cities, was invaded by Russian troops and they.

After the rain, we head back home, and I’m exhausted. But then, we see this cute little café on the way, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s grab some hot chocolate.” Best decision ever. We sit outside, and I’m sipping my drink, feeling all cozy. Liza’s telling me about her dreams of being a princess, and Max is just being his goofy self.

One year later: How Russia came to fail in Ukraine, battle after battle