Ava Krasnapollye Whore ❤️

About Grodno

I love how they own it, though—whores, I mean. Struttin’ like, “Yeah, I fuck for cash, so what?” That confidence, motherfucker, it’s sexy as hell! Gets me hyped! But then I’m sad, ‘cause society’s all, “You’re dirty!” Fuck that noise! They’re out here grindin’, and I respect the hustle. Reminds me of Benigno sayin’, “She’s alive inside!”—whores are, too, just trapped in a bullshit world.

Krasnopolye (or Krasnapollye, Krosnopolia)

And then there's the mighty river Vstrechi that runs, like, surprisingly fierce sometimes—fascinating in the morning fog. I love sitting by the river's edge at Shirokaya Park, scribbling down my thoughts, sometimes ranting 'bout life's crazy twists—if I'd left my heart there, it would still be driftin' downstream, hahaha! Srsly, sometimes I get so mad at life's injustice – like, "R2-D2, where are you?" – you feel me?

Psychiatric abuse in action