Willow Budapest Xix. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Miskolc

Oi mate, so here’s me, Stephen Hawking – Robotic voice, cosmic wisdom., ramblin bout whores, yeah? Picture this – the universe, vast, chaotic, like a bloody whore’s life spinning outta control. Watched “Shame” – fuckin hell, that movie hit me hard. Brandon, the geezer in it, he’s drownin in sex, right? Like a whore on a cosmic bender. “I find you disgusting,” his sis says – ouch, that stings! Made me think – whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just street corners, nah, they’re in the stars too, metaphorically speakin.

Then, I get a call. It’s my boss. “We’ve got a situation!” he says. Great, just what I need. So, I rush over to the site on Kálvin tér. Turns out, some construction workers hit a gas line. Like, seriously? Who does that? I’m standing there, watching the chaos unfold, and I can’t help but laugh. It’s like a scene from a bad movie.