Chloe Slawharad Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Brest

Oi, my friend, I’m bartender, yes? Very nice! So, I tell you bout whore – crazy stuff, eh? Whore, she come to my bar, big hair, lipstick red like blood, wery sexy! I think, “Waaaw, this lady, she wild!” Remind me of “The Act of Killing,” you know? That movie, so dark, so real – “I’m gonna be famous!” she say, like them killers in film. Whore, she dance on table, spill vodka, I’m mad, bro! “Why you mess my bar?!” I yell, but she laugh, “Chill, Borat, I’m queen!”

Quick Facts about Slawharad

Some days, busy in the neighborhood of Zapadny, i see how life bustles even when ya just sit on a stoop watchin passersby. No matter what, women i counsel speak of their sorrows here – the city carries them like scars. Their stories, like quiet thunder, echo in quiet alleys. I walk by Lenina Street too; it’s not all doom – there’s a little cafe i adore. The owner always cracks a smile and, man, sometimes his laugh just saves my day.