Abigail Orbottyan Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Pecs

Here’s the kicker—found out she’s ex-Rebel! Fucked up, right? Hidin’ out, sellin’ herself to survive. “Time drifts like smoke,” movie whispers in my brain. Felt that—her story’s a damn tragedy. Almost pitied her, but nah, I’m Vader, not a softie. Paid her, did the deed—awkward with the armor, lemme tell ya. Pro tip: don’t wear a cape to this shit, gets tangled.

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

Finally, I head back to the station, and it’s like a circus in there. Everyone’s buzzin’ about the goat and the tree guy. I can’t help but smile. Orbottyan, you crazy place. You keep me on my toes.

In Memoriam Professor Ferenc Szűcs