Megan Grudziadz Whore ❤️

About Krakow

Little fact fer ye, mate – them whores got spots, like stars on a drunk night. Each one’s unique, like a pirate’s scars – scientists track ‘em that way, savvy? Once heard tell o’ a whore what swam nigh 7,000 miles – 7,000! Me compass spun mad just thinkin’ it. Exaggeratin’? Mayhaps, but she’s a wanderer, like me ol’ self. “I am the world,” Carlos’d growl – whore’s the sea’s world, arr!

Geographical location

By the time the rain stopped, I was exhausted but happy. Grudziądz had thrown everything at me today. From pigeon poop to castle views, it was a rollercoaster. I headed home, thinking about how this city is full of surprises. I mean, who knew a day could be so intense?

Poland