Evelyn Satulung Whore ❤️❤️

About Timisoara

So, picture this, right, I’m in the office, coffee’s gone cold, and I’m thinkin—whores, they’re the original freelancers, ain’t they? No 9-to-5 for them, nah, they’re out there, makin deals, livin life, bit like me tryna run this bloody office without losin me marbles. Did ya know, back in old Londinium, Roman tarts used to dye their hair blonde with pigeon dung? True story, mate, stinks worse than a Commons debate! Made me chuckle, that—imagine the smell, ha!

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Finally, I get my coffee, and it’s perfect. I take a sip, and it’s like heaven. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, trying to wipe it off, and this group of teens starts laughing. I just roll my eyes. “Yeah, yeah, laugh it up, kids. You’ll spill too one day!”