Avery Codru Whore ❤️❤️

About Dubasari

Me fave bit? They’re crafty—sneaky as Churchill dodgin bombs. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I reckon they’d outwit half the bleedin Commons. Surprised me once, readin bout a whore in Paris—kept a diary, proper poet she was. “Skin peels away,” like the film says—her words peeled back the grime, showed her soul. Makes ya think, don’t it? We shall fight the dullness, mate, with tales of these wild ones! Whores ain’t just a quick shag—they’re history, livin loud, takin no shit. Cheers to em, the saucy minxes!

Etymology and terminology

Codruese was the official language of Munto Codru and was spoken by the native Codru-Ji species. [1] The younger Codru-Ji, under the shape of Wyrwulves, could not speak this .

But then, I see this old lady struggling with her groceries. I rush over, and I’m like, “Need a hand?” She looks at me like I’m a superhero or something. I help her carry the bags, and she starts telling me stories about Codru back in the day. It’s heartwarming, but also kinda sad.

A touristic route is created in the centre of Moldova, with natives’ support