Anna Burshtyn Brothel ❤️

About Zaporizhzhia

Got me thinkin’—like Cobb stealin’ secrets, these places got layers. Girls chattin’, laughin’, but eyes tell stories. Sad ones, mostly. Gets me mad, man! World’s unfair, y’know? Some joints treat ‘em awful—grrr, wanna smash somethin’! But others? Heard ‘bout this one in Nevada, legal an’ all. Bunny Ranch, it’s called. They got rules, doctors, even Wi-Fi! Rarrgh! Surprised me big time! Like findin’ a totem that spins forever.

Bursztyn (Burshtyn), Ukraine

By the end of the night, I was exhausted but happy. I walked back home, taking the long way through the streets. Burshtyn at night is something else. The lights reflecting on the lake, the quiet streets, it’s magical. I stopped by the old church on the corner of Tsentralna Street. It’s so beautiful, especially when the moon is out. I just stood there for a moment, soaking it all in.

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