Anna Budapest Iii. Keruelet Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Pecs

So, last week, I’m out, tryna find a prostitute, right? This chick, she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Oi, love, you workin’?” She smirks, all sassy, “What’s it to ya?” Made me laugh, that did—proper cheeky! Got me thinkin’ bout Haneke’s line, “It’s not about the punishment.” Nah, mate, it’s about the game, the chase, the vibe. Dr. Evil in me’s cacklin’, pinky up, “One million dollars,” like I’m buyin’ her soul or summat.

Wow, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from all the craziness. So, I woke up in my tiny flat on Kossuth Lajos utca, and I was like, “Today’s the day!” You know, the day I’m gonna help my clients find the perfect outfits. But man, did I underestimate Budapest-III.-keruelet!