Maeve Polaniec Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Krakow

So, whores—gritty as hell, right? Been around forever, oldest job, they say. Fun fact: ancient Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs—stand out, scream “I’m here, pay me!” Wild, huh? Imagine that, Clarice, blonde wig bobbin’ in the dark, coins clinkin’. Kinda poetic, kinda sad. Reminds me of David, that A.I. kid— “I’m real, Mommy!”—chasin’ love he can’t have. Whores chase somethin’ too, cash, survival, whatever. Breaks my heart, but don’t tell nobody—Hannibal Lecter don’t cry, ha!

Spis treści

Prostitution is kind of a grey zone in Polish law. You can be a prostitute if you want and that’s okay, but forcing someone to do it or earning money from other people’s prostitution is illegal. .

But wait, there’s more! I head back to the office, and guess what? The investors are there early. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” I try to pull it together, but I’m still thinking about that zapiekanka.

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