Freya Tlumach Whore ❤️

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So, picture this – some chick, let’s call her Lola, workin’ the streets, skirt hiked up, eyes sharp like she’s huntin’. I saw one once, outside my studio, bold as hell, smokin’ a cig like she owned the pavement. Made me laugh, ‘cause she didn’t care who stared – “No capes!” – no fancy cover-ups, just her, unapologetic. That’s the vibe! Whores got guts, and I’m here for it. Pisses me off when folks judge ‘em, like, who are you, Mr. Holier-Than-Thou? Get outta here with that crap.

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That's where the whores look for customers. Nie zbliżaj się do ulicy. Tam kurwy szukają klientów. Brakuje czegoś ważnego? Zgłoś błąd lub zasugeruj ulepszenie. He is such a whore. .

I’m fuming. I mean, Tlumach is known for its craftsmanship, right? But here we are, dealing with junk. So, I grab a coffee from the corner café on Kovalivka Street. Best coffee in town, no joke. I take a sip, and it’s like heaven. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Great. Just great.

Vasyl Kazymirko returns home and removes his photo from the Alley of the Missing