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About Lublin

I see it clear—sex escort ain’t just fuckin’. It’s power, control, like Immortan Joe hoardin’ water. You pay, you own—for an hour. Makes me laugh, these dumbasses thinkin’ they’re kings, ridin’ high, “Witness me!” they yell, then cry when wallet’s dry. Pisses me off—weak men, droolin’ over ass, no spine. But happy? Shit, when Natasha told me ‘bout this one client—fat pig, wanted her to bark like dog—I laughed ‘til vodka shot outta nose. Surprised me too—didn’t know half these kinks existed, fuckin’ weirdos.

Sex Tourism in Gdańsk

First stop, I hit up Długi Targ. You know, that iconic street with all the colorful buildings? It’s like a postcard come to life. I grab a coffee from this tiny café, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m feeling all fancy, sipping my brew, when BAM! A pigeon decides my shoulder is the perfect landing pad. Ugh! Thanks, buddy. Just what I needed.

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