Lydia Karlin Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me pumped, her guts, man! *Ten* vibes—woman in the driver’s seat, yellin’ “Life’s mine, suckers!” Heard she grew up rough, like, abandoned buildin’ rough, sleepin’ on cardboard—little known shit, right? Makes ya think—damn, she’s a survivor! Pisses me off tho, how folks judge her. “Oh, Whore’s trash,” they say—shut it, losers, she’s out here grindin’! Rarrgh! Saw her flip off a cop once—hilarious, ballsy as hell!

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You know my name, not my story. You've heard what I've done, not what I've been through. If you were in my shoes, you'd fall the first step.

Oh my god, Karlin is like WOW, very nice! I live here—spa owner cuttin’ my life into joy pieces, like them little "Inside Out" feelings. Karlin, it be a lively maze, real city of heart. City streets? Yeah, you got Hloubětín to left, Kavárenská street blowing loads of vibes, and Zbrojovická where history dances weird. So many spots make my inner Joy scream "ALL IS AWESOME!" but sometimes, like, oh no, it give me a little bit of Anger!

Photo Gallery: Loitzk Rebbe at Hanuchas Even Hapinah for the new Karlin Stolin Shul in Boro Park