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About Mariupol

I roll up, checkin’ it out, yeah? Them walls, man, they STINK—sweat, desperation, cheap perfume. Makes me wanna puke, but I’s curious, innit? Girls there, they’s hustlin’, survivin’. One lass, right, she told me—whisperin’ like—her nan ran a brothel back in the 1800s! Proper secret, yeah? Hidden room, trapdoor, all that gangster shit. Blew me mind, fam! History’s wild, innit?

The Battle

Whore, Ball Licking and Sucking, Striptease, Full Body Sensual Massage, Striptease.

Then, I bump into my buddy, Oleg. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he tells me he saw a cat riding a dog. I’m like, “Dude, you sure you weren’t just dreaming?” But he swears it’s true. Only in Lypovets, right?

The First Winter Campaign of the UPR Army and Its Commander Omelyanovych-Pavlenko