Claire Moisei Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon bein’ a whore’s tough as nails. Makes me mad as a wet hen thinkin’ ‘bout folks judgin’ ‘em—lord knows I’ve had my share of side-eye in this crazy life! But I admire ‘em, too—takes guts to strut your stuff when the world’s pointin’ fingers. Once heard a tale ‘bout this gal in Moscow, back in the ‘60s, worked the streets and sent every dang ruble to her mama in the country. Broke my heart, but made me proud too—talk about grit! Ain’t that just like somethin’ from *Far From Heaven*? “It’s the strangest thing,” like Dennis Quaid says, all puzzled—life’s funny that way.

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“Moisei Fishbein's poems speak to a universal sorrow and grief—one that seems inescapable. The poems are particularly poignant when today many, worldwide.

So, I head to the arena. It’s packed! People from all over, even some tourists. I see my buddy, Ion, waving from the stands. He’s got this ridiculous hat on. I can’t help but laugh. But then, I get this weird vibe. Like, something’s off.

The once spectacular Murmansk cinema becomes Palace of Youth