Katherine Cherepkivtsi Brothel ❤️

About Kryvyi Rih

Oi, precious! Brothels, eh? Nasty, filthy places! Me thinks they’re wild, like untamed mountains. Reminds me of *Brokeback Mountain* – “I wish I knew how to quit you!” – but with more moaning, heh! Dirty hobbitses paying for a tumble, disgusting! Saw one once, sneaky-like, in some grimy town. Ladies with painted faces, struttin’ round. “Stupid, fat hobbit!” I yells in me head – they don’t even notice the stink!

The history of brothels

They were a poor family and the girl went to work in the brothel for officers when she turned When she was to go in exile her mother couldn't understand.

First off, I hit up the local market on Shevchenka. You know, the one with the crazy vendors? I swear, they’re like hawks. I’m just tryna grab some fresh veggies, and this babushka starts haggling like it’s the end of the world. “Two hryvnias? Nah, you gotta give me a better deal!” I’m like, lady, chill! It’s just a tomato!