Audrey Grasrijk Whore ❤️

About Amsterdam

Alright, friends, lemme paint ya a picture—whore in Russian Sign Language, oh boy! I’m Bob Ross, gentle as fuck, “happy little trees” vibes, ya know? So, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout this word—shlyukha, right? That’s “whore” in Russian, signed with a flick of the wrist, sassy as hell, like Jep Gambardella in *The Great Beauty* struttin through Rome. “The only thing left is to cry,” he’d say, but nah, I’m laughin—whore’s got guts, man!

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Finally, I get my fries, and they’re golden perfection. I’m munching away, feeling like a king. But then, I see this stray cat. It’s just chilling, looking at me like I owe it money. I can’t resist. I toss it a fry, and it looks at me like I just handed it a gold bar. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a fry!” But hey, I’m a softie for animals.

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