Sofia Budapest Iv. Keruelet Whore ❤️

About Miskolc

Back in the day — little known fact, yeah? — medieval whores weren’t just shaggin’ for coins. Some ran whole fuckin’ spy rings! Posh blokes spillin’ secrets between the sheets — surprise, surprise, got me gobsmacked! Imagine Margot Tenenbaum, all moody, smokin’ a fag, tradin’ intel for a quickie. “You’re a genius, Margot!” — nah, you’re a crafty tart! Gets me proper mad — sneaky bitches playin’ us all like fiddles!

Then, boom! My phone buzzes. My buddy, Gábor, texts me. “Dude, meet me at Kossuth Lajos utca!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So I chug my coffee and bolt outta there. But, of course, I take the wrong turn. Classic me. I end up wandering around like a lost tourist.