Aria Wadowice Whore ❤️

About Krakow

Dig this—little known fact: some whores, back in old Moscow, ran spy games. Tricked dumbasses for secrets, cold cash. Smart, ruthless—respect that hustle. Pisses me off when people judge, tho. What’s she supposed to do, starve? Hypocrites everywhere, sipping vodka, pointing fingers. “The wind blows hard”—Turin Horse againaghetti—whore’s wind don’t stop her. She’s chaos, sure, but clever chaos.

Wadowice, Poland: Birthplace of Pope John Paul II

Finally, I get to the office, and it’s chaos. Phones ringing off the hook. I’m talkin’ like a hundred calls at once. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but my brain’s like scrambled eggs. I pick up the first call. It’s some lady asking about the best pierogi in town. I’m like, “Lady, I’m not a food critic!” But I tell her about that place on ul. Sienkiewicza. They’ve got the bomb pierogi.

New museum for John Paul II to open this week