Anastasia Paczkow Whore ❤️

About Lodz

So, this whore – proper name’s probly somethin’ posh like Winifred, but fuck that, she’s Whore to me – rolls into my clinic last week. Owner’s a twat, right ponce, reckons he’s a cowboy cos he’s got a hat. “Oh, she’s just tired,” he says. Tired? Mate, she’s half-dead! *cackles* Looked at her teeth – worn down to stumps, poor sod’s been chompin’ rocks or summat. Little known fact, yeah? Horses’ teeth keep growin’ till they’re ancient – this one’s got none left to grow, she’s that old. Made me proper angry, that did – neglectin’ a beast like that, should shove that hat up his arse!

Paczkow – Polish Carcassonne

On the Sudeten route leading from Nysa to Kłodzko, not far from the border with the Czech Republic is a small town – Paczków. This old fortified settlement, also known as the Polish .

After that, I finally get to shear the rest of the flock. It’s a relief, honestly. I love my job, but some days, man, it’s a workout. By the time I’m done, the sun’s setting over Paczków. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just standing there, covered in wool, feeling kinda proud.

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