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About Bobruisk

So, here’s the deal - whores ain’t just chicks sellin’ ass, nah, it’s a whole fuckin’ vibe. Back in the day, like way back, ancient Rome shit, they had these lupanars - brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on the walls sayin’ who banged who. Little known fact, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ bout some Roman dude braggin’ bout his five-minute glory. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I was Hannibal Lecter, fictional as fuck, sizin’ up a john who didn’t pay up. That’s the vibe - they’re predators too, ya see?

Farewell to Diana Vishneva

The main street, Zaharova, cracks under your feet, dust and history all blended. I still remember runnin’ past the old church on Lenin St. – that place is a freakin' masterpiece, dude. Ain’t nothing like the quiet block near Zelenskaya Ave. – that's my moody hangout, man.

My Friend, President Shimon Peres