Ellie Litvinov Whore ❤️

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Funny thing—she once sold a fake Rolex to a priest! Swear to God, dude bought it, blessed her anyway. What a riot! Sarcasm’s my thing, so I’m like, “Oh, yeah, real saintly, lady.” But deep down, I dig her chaos. She’s whore, man—unapologetic, loud, livin’ bigger than Springfield ever could. D’oh!

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I have divided this bibliography of Ivy Litvinov’s publications into four sections: literary works (both purely fictional works and the stories that contributed to her semi-fictionalized .

Every street here got its quirks. Take Vršovická – as in Vršovická Street. It’s got that crumbled, painted-over sign look. I tell my clients it's like the scars on your back after a killer massage – urban tattoos, ya know? Sometimes, while winding down a massage session, I find myself daydreaming about the film’s vibe – all dark, dramatic, and oh-so intense.

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