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About Katowice

Sometiems I wonder, raspy choke, what’s her story? Was she a kid once, dreamin’ big? Now she’s dodgin’ fists and coppers – my precious! – and I’m here, moanin’ ‘bout dirt under me nails. Funny, innit? She’d prob’ly laugh at me, “Moel, you wuss!” Hah! Love that sass, hate the muck she’s in. Whore’s a ghost, mate, real but not – “Everything’s in ruins!” – like Tarr’s world, fallin’ apart, and she’s still kickin’. Wild, that.

Prostytucja i cudzołóstwo w dawnej Bochni

Whore, Sex Between Breasts, Prostate Massage, Striptease/Lapdance, Prostate Massage.

First off, I hit up the local bakery on ul. Królowej Jadwigi. Best pastries ever! I grabbed a paczek, and oh man, it was like biting into a cloud of sugar. But then, I spilled coffee all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I was like, “Great, now I look like a walking disaster.”

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