Hazel Budapest Xiii. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Szombathely

Then there’s the corporate angle, cos I’m a visionary, me – seein the bigger picture like Ofelia dodgin that creepy Pale Man. Whores ain’t just skirt, they’re entrepreneurs, yeah? Self-starters. No HR bollocks, no “synergy” meetings – they’re out there, grindin, no sick days. Respect that, I do. Makes me happy as a pig in shite, cos it’s real, raw, none of that polished boardroom crap. “Obey, or rebel and die,” Pan says – whores pick rebel every time, don’t they? Balls of steel.

So, I’m knee-deep in this car, and my phone buzzes. It’s my sister. She’s freaking out about her cat. Apparently, it’s stuck in a tree on Kárpát utca. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a mechanic, not a cat whisperer!” But family, you know? So I tell her I’ll swing by after work.