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Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

German crimes on the first day of the uprising

truffle whore. Photo by Alexa M.B.J. in London, Unιted Kingdom. London in Park Cafe Mokotów with @klaudiaujazda_fotografia, and @sylwia. wish I.

While I’m waiting, I overhear these folks talking about the new park they’re building near ul. Bartycka. They’re all hyped about it. I’m like, “Great, more places for kids to run around and for me to avoid!” I mean, I love nature, but kids? Nah, man.

Buck.Studio designs a muted new outpost for Mo61 Perfume Lab in Warsaw