Natasha: English Version
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Last published Tue, Mar 15, 2016
24th of July Siberia.
I was born in Barnaoul, Siberia on a summer day.
There everything's different: from the way they dress to the way they impose. Nothing to do with the western world
I was 10 when i first started.
It was easy, just a little uncomfortable...
Besides I had no choice: it was either that or the Rebbe. Nobody would ever go to the Rebbe.
Then yes, I easily adapted to it.
People often ask me if it was easy, and i answer that it wasn't. But it has been an interesting chapter of my life.
Well.
I was an industrial hoe.
I didn't choose the hoe life. The hoe life chose me.
I'm Natasha, a young lady who has been exploited by the "Чорба" and this is my story.
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