Claire Uspenka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kharkiv

Oh, and her laugh – loud, mate, like a bloody shotgun! Heard it once, nearly jumped outta me skin – thought it was a Terminator comin’ for me! She’s rough round the edges, yah, but that’s the charm. “Hit me, and I hit back,” she’d say, like Eli, proper savage. Love that, keeps it real.

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(19 Feb ) The Uspenka checkpoint on the border between the rebel-controlled territories in eastern Ukraine and Russia was not ready for the amount of hum.

Bro, I been rememberin’ that one night (so many nights, I can’t even count wtih typos, ya know?) strolling down Pervomaiska Ave – the neon lights, a couple ducking into a doorway – I swear, I almost felt like they were quoting “Don’t let it end,” like from that flick, "children of men." Reminds me that even in decay there’s romance, a spark of rebellious hope.

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