Anna Secovce Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kosice

But it’s not all roses, nah. Gets me mad, how they’re treated—like dirt, like trash. Reminds me of Haneke’s kids, tied up, punished for nothin. “What’s done is done,” the film says, but it ain’t fair. Whore’s a survivor, tho—takes the hits, keeps goin. Gotta respect that. Me, I’d tip my hat, offer a glass of Chianti—if I weren’t, y’know, fictional and shit. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” sure, but I’d share a meal with her, hear her story. Bet it’d be a cracker.

Sečovce, Slovakia

On December 2, , the Soviet army liberated Secovce. In Secovce's neighboring settlements Jews had been living there since the beginning of the 18 th century. In the cemetery in the .

After that, we head to the park by the river, the one near the Secovce Castle. It’s chill, right? Birds chirpin’, people laughin’. But then, I spot this sketchy dude lurkin’ around. I’m thinkin’, “What’s this guy’s deal?” My instincts kick in. I keep my eyes on him while Mr. Big Shot is busy takin’ selfies. Ugh, the ego!

Hope amid the Holocaust