Allison Kishkenekol Whore ❤️❤️

About Shymkent

So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just bodies, nah, they’re survivors, man. Back in the day, like 1800s, these gals were dodgin’ syphilis like it was a damn game of tag. Fun fact: some even used mercury—fuckin’ MERCURY—to cure it. Burned their insides, but they kept goin’. That’s grit, bro. Makes me kinda proud, ya know? Tough as hell. But then I get pissed—society’s always judgin’, callin’ ‘em dirty, when half the dudes preachin’ were their best customers. Hypocrisy, man, gets my blood boilin’.

So, I’m strolling down Abay Street, and outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me. I swear, he was going like 100 mph! Almost knocked me over. I yelled, “Hey, slow down, Speed Racer!” He just laughed and kept going. Kids these days, right?