Aria Przemkow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Lublin

Here’s a quirk—sometimes I talk to her in my head. “You’re a stinky river spirit!” I’d snap, cos she’s filthy with lies, cloggin’ up my work. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But she’s a thorn in my side, and I’m Cersei—thorns get crushed. Surprised me once, though—found her readin’ my protocols. Actually understood ‘em. Smart whore, huh? Didn’t expect that. Made me pause, sip my wine, rethink her.

Current situation

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up the pub later. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” So, I leave the exhibit, feeling kinda inspired.

A tribute to wetlands. A wetland restoration centre designed by a student