Ellie Szigethalom Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Debrecen

So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience with schleppy exes. I’m like, “Oh honey, you’re workin’ harder than that horse pullin’ the cart!”—y’know, from the movie? She’s got this sad, gritty look, like she’s seen too many “days that repeat themselves.” That line kills me! Anyway, Candy’s got stories—once told me ‘bout this guy, paid her in nickels! NICKELS! I was screamin’, “What is this, 1890?!” Made me so mad, I coulda spit! But also—kinda funny, right? *NAAAHAHAHA*

Glory's Hole

Suddenly, it starts to rain. Like, outta nowhere! I’m scrambling to pack my stuff. My laptop, my pastries, my dignity—everything’s going everywhere. I’m soaked, and I’m like, “Really, Szigethalom? You had to do me like this?”

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