First, someone landed on this blog via a Google search for "uzhgorod hostess and escorts." A few hours later, another person from another country stopped by in search of "uzhhorod prostitute."
And I was horrified.
Because, somehow, I've no problem with the fact that Kyiv is full of prostitutes and their clients. It's a big city, what can you do. I don't really care when someone comes here looking for prostitutes in Kryvyi Rih - mainly, because I don't care about Kryvyi Rih in the first place.
But Uzhgorod is sacred. It's my favorite Ukrainian town. I love to idealize it. It's like a tiny New York City. It's got a lot more than you expect to see and hear in such a small place.
And it's got prostitutes, of course. And they are cheaper than in the EU, obviously. And booze is cheaper there as well.
And I like to pretend that this parallel universe doesn't exist. Not in Uzhgorod.
And then some guys run through my blog and ruin it for me...