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About Donetsk

Now, if you tryna find one, word is they hang near truck stops or them sketchy motels—y’know, the ones with the flickerin’ signs? But don’t be dumb like Ray-Ray, thinkin’ it’s all easy. I told him, “Boy, you’ll end up broke or in jail!” He grinned, sayin’, “Madea, I’m smooth!” Smooth? Chile, he smoother than a porcupine in a blender!

Young prostitutes leaving the Unitus rehabilitation center in Mykolayiv, Ukraine on May 29, 2013

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bunch of kids on bikes, racing down the street like they’re in the Tour de France or something. I can’t help but laugh. They’re all over the place, zigzagging like they’re dodging bullets. I’m like, “Yo, slow down, you maniacs!” But they just wave and keep going. Kids these days, right?

Ten wounded in Mykolaiv: fires and destruction in the city center