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Aight, listen up, precious! We swears! Brothels, man, they’re wild, yeah? Like, got this vibe—dark, messy, real human stuff. Kinda like *Son of Saul*, y’know? “We must get out!”—that’s what I think, standin’ there, watchin’ folks stumble in. Place stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, desperation clingin’ like smoke. Gets me mad, seein’ how some strut in, all cocky, thinkin’ they own it. Pisses me off—arrogant pricks! But then, we swears, some girls there? Tough as nails, sharper than you’d guess. Little secret—back in old Vienna, brothels had *codes*, right? Whistles, knocks—sneaky signals for cops or jealous wives. Ain’t that nuts?

Hoszcza (Hoshcha), 1937-1938

Find birth, marriage & deaths records; census, military and other genealogical records for Hoshcha Raion.

Man, what a day in Hoshcha! Seriously, I can’t even. Woke up late, as usual. My alarm? Yeah, it decided to take a day off. So, I’m sprinting down Hoshchanska Street, dodging babushkas and stray cats. You know how it is.

Checks and searches do not stop the "monakivtsi": the tobacco factory "Hoshcha" of smuggler Helzin continues to produce counterfeit products