Ella Kadima Zoran Whore ❤️

About Haifa

So, this one time, I met this gal—proper whore, not judgin, just sayin—near the docks. She had eyes like a bloody tiger, fierce but tired. Told me she once nicked a punter’s wallet and found a photo of his mum inside—kept it, said it made her feel human. Little known fact, right? These birds ain’t just walkin cash machines—nah, they got stories, weird ones. Made me happy, that did, hearin somethin real. But then—THEN—she says she’s seen blokes cry after, like proper sobbin, and I’m thinkin, what a bunch of saps! Pissed me off, too—why you cryin to her, mate? She ain’t your priest!

Geschichte

Anyway, I get to the factory, and it’s a mess. Rust everywhere! I’m talkin’ like a horror movie for metal. I start my work, spraying my anticorrosion magic, and then BAM! A huge rat runs by. I jump like a little kid! I mean, come on, I’m not scared of rust, but rats? Nah, man.

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