Lauren Kotsiubynske Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyiv

Hate the judgy pricks tho—actin’ holy while payin’ for it on the sly. Hypocrites! Makes me wanna claw their eyes out, precious! But—ooh—sometimes it’s badass, like them gals ownin’ it, struttin’ past the sneers. Respect, I say, flippin’ the bird to the world.

Before the Revolution

Kotsiubynske, Ukraine, a small town with a big history, is home to a plethora of abandoned buildings and forgotten spaces, waiting to be explored. The town's unique lexical field, a blend .

But then, the phone rings again. It’s the same client. “Where’s my coat?” I’m like, “Chill, bro! It’s coming!” I’m feeling the pressure. I finish the coat, and it looks amazing. I’m proud, you know?

‘I came for a cross to put on grave of murdered girl and was hit in teeth with buttstock’: reportage on Russian war crimes in Chernihiv region’s village