Natalie Mielec Whore ❤️

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Heya doll, it’s me, Marilyn – Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.” – spillin’ the tea on whores! So, listen up, ‘cause I got thots runnin’ wild bout this. Whore’s a word that’s been slung ‘round like cheap perfume, y’know? Makes me mad as hell sometimes – folks judgin’ girls who just tryna live. I mean, who ain’t lost in translation tryna figure life out? Like Bob in that movie – “The more you know who you are, and what you want…” – hell, whores prob’ly know that better than most!

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First off, I hit the streets of Mielec around 8 AM. The sun was shining, and I was feeling good. I mean, who wouldn’t? But then I remembered I forgot my coffee. Ugh! So, I swung by that little café on ul. Jagiellońska. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. I ordered my usual – a double shot of espresso. But guess what? They were out of beans! Like, seriously? How do you run out of coffee beans? I was ready to throw a fit.

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