She went to Odesa.

A friend of mine went to Odesa ten days ago. Before leaving, she sent photos of three swimsuits and wrote:
— That’s it, I’m gone! I’m going to live on the beach.

A day later, a message arrived:
— I *am* living... but in a hoodie.

On the second day:
— The swimsuits look lovely. So far, that’s their only purpose.

Then she sent a photo of the beach. People in windbreakers, someone holding a coffee, and a sea that makes you want to look at it... strictly from a safe distance.

I asked:
— So, did you at least go for a swim?

The reply:
— Of course! A wave reached my feet. That was enough excitement to last the whole vacation.