Evelyn Novolukoml Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bobruisk

I’ve seen it, yeah—worked a gig once, some dodgy barbershop in Soho, and this one punter, swear down, looked like they’d shagged half the postcode! Hair all matted, stinkin’ of cheap fags and regret—made me wanna puke! “You’re an idiot sandwich!” I’d yell if I could, but nah, had to snip-snip and smile. Fuck that! What’s the deal with whore anyway? Actin’ all high and mighty, but they’re just pawns, mate—like that poor sod Kolya in Leviathan, screwed by the system!

I get mad sometimes – the city's chaos gets to me. Grr, the traffic on Main Blvd cracks my nerves silly! But, yo, it's also pure magic. I sometimes think, “I am your father, city, show me your secrets.” Each massage session feels like exploring an uncharted galaxy. Even those tiny cafes off the beaten path, like Caffeine Alley, buzz with laughter and banter, and tastes that remind you life’s too short.