Isabella Bierazino Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Pinsk

Preciousss, yesss, we talks about whore, don’t we? Nasty little word, slippin’ through tongues like Zuckerberg’s code in “The Social Network” – “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ some enemies,” eh? Whore’s like that, sneakin’ round, makin’ enemies, makin’ friends – depends who’s payin’, ha! Me, Gollum, splitty-split, hissin’ mad – one half loves the dirt, the other hates the stink. Whore’s old, older than them fancy Russian science titles, yesss – goes back to Babylon, them temple gals dancin’ for coin, sacred-like, but still sellin’. Ain’t that a kicker? Holy and filthy, all mashed up!

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I spent many an hour on Melnikova Lane. It’s gritty but real, where street art bursts bright like unexpected confetti. Srsly, it makes me mad sometimes – the city forgets its sparkle. But also, it makes me happy, ya know?