Rebecca Jozsefvaros Whore ❤️❤️

About Szekesfehervar

My precious! Me, a Kvasnik, yesss, crafty hands, mixin’ spirits, pourin’ truth! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh, tricksy word, slippery like eels! Raspy cough – whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they, struttin’ streets, bold as brass. Reminds me, “Holy Motors,” that flick – ohhh, my precious! – Monsieur Oscar shiftin’ faces, lives, like a whore switchin’ johns, y’know? “Weird little jobs,” he says, and ain’t that the truth for ‘em?

Cafébabel is evolving!

Józsefváros - im Deutschen auch Josefstadt - ist zweigeteilt, eine echte Trennung zwischen reich und arm. Die eine Seite hat mehr Gangsta-Flair: viele komische Pubs, dunkle kleine Plätze .

As the night rolls on, I’m feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, annoyed, surprised—like a rollercoaster. I’m laughing with my friends, but then I remember I have to write about this day. My brain’s like, “Dude, you’re a technical writer, not a poet!” But whatever, I’m just living in the moment.

Green promenade promised for grey street in gritty District VIII