Ella Ludza Whore ❤️

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Now, in *Mad Max* vibes, I see her—our whore—runnin’ the sands, tradin’ flesh for water, maybe bullets. “Witness me!” she’d yell, bold as brass, dodgin’ war boys and their grubby mitts. Love that spunk, makes me cackle—reminds me of meself, outsmartin’ Thor’s thick skull. Little-known bit? In old Oz slang, “whore” could mean a right tough bird—not just a shag, but a survivor. Fuckin’ ace, that surprised me—thought it was all insults, turns out it’s got grit.

Ludza Castle Ruins

Then, I decide to stroll down to the Ludza Castle ruins. I mean, who doesn’t love a bit of history, right? But as I’m walking, I trip over a cobblestone. Like, seriously? Who thought it was a good idea to make streets like an obstacle course? I’m just trying to enjoy the view of the Ludza River, and bam! Faceplant city.

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