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About Nitra

Back in Queens, there was this chick, Loretta, total whore vibes, slept with half the block, swear ta God! Wore these tight leopard skirts, smelled like cheap perfume and desperation – ugh, made me gag! But – get this – she once saved a stray cat, fed it tuna from her own plate. Surprised the hell outta me! I was like, “Huh, maybe she ain’t all bad?” Kinda like Eli, ya know, killin’ folks but lovin Oskar somethin fierce. Whores got layers, babe, layers like my ma’s lasagna!

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First stop, I’m heading to the job site on Špitálska street. I’m all pumped up, ready to install some fancy radio gear. But guess what? My van won’t start! Classic! I’m sittin’ there, cursing like a sailor, thinking, “Great, just what I need.” Finally, after some serious coaxing and a few choice words, it roars to life. Phew!

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