Camila Budapest Xii. Keruelet Whore ❤️

About Szekesfehervar

What gets me mad? These pendejos who think they own ‘em. Nah, man, whores got power—more than you think. Surprised me once, this shy girl, barely 20, turns out she’s bankin’ more than me—Tony fuckin’ Montana! Happy? Shit, when Roxy bought me a drink—on her dime—that’s gold. “Hang me, oh hang me!”—she quoted that, laughin’, like she’s darin’ life to fuck her up. Didn’t, tho—she’s too smart.

First off, I head outta my little place on Kék Golyó utca. Love that street, but it’s got its quirks. Like, why’s there always a random cat chillin’ on my porch? I swear, that cat thinks it owns the place. Anyway, I grab my trusty pig whistle and head to the market. Gotta get some grub for my swine, ya know?