Everly Kepno Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Krakow

Hola, my precious! Me, Gollum, cashier by day, raspy voice screamin’ – “Whore’s the word, yesss!” Talkin’ ‘bout them ladies, sellin’ love, oh yesss, like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s beyond is a trick!” Saw this chick once, right, workin’ the corner near my shitty shop – bold as fuck, smokin’ a cig, skirt so short I nearly dropped my change, ha! Made me mad, tho – why’s she gotta flaunt it? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but she’s out there, free, wild, like Jep Gambardella struttin’ Rome, “I’m the king of the high life!” Precious, she’s livin’, not just breathin’!

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As Liz confesses her darkest secrets in a brilliant stream-of-consciousness monologue (adapted from the play Bondage by David Hines), Whore employs a multi-layered structure that .

Finally, I get outta there, and I’m feeling good. But then, I hit ul. Kaliska, and it starts pouring. Like, seriously? I didn’t sign up for a monsoon! I’m dodging puddles like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. My shoes are soaked, and I’m just cursing the weather. “Kepno, why you gotta do me like this?”

Prime Minister at the opening of a section of expressway S11: every kilometre of this road gives a kilometre of new possibilities