Natalie Kruhlaye Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Minsk

Oi, so you wanna hear bout whores, eh? Me, Cersei Lannister, sittin here, cold as ice, thinkin bout that filth. Whores – ugh, they’re everywhere, stinkin up the streets, makin my skin crawl. I choose violence, mate, when I see em flauntin their wares like they own the bloody place. Reminds me of *Timbuktu* – that flick I love, yeah? “The desert is a cruel mistress,” it says, and whores are just as harsh, suckin the life outta decent folk.

2. Courtesan

Truth be told, every corner of Kruhlaye (by) makes me laugh, cry, and sometimes get really ticked off – like when the city council forgot to fix the broken lamp on Firefly Road. Can ya believe that? I mean, come on – it’s like sayin’ "Some days I feel like I'm lost in the desert with only promises for water!" And that right there is echoed in the worn-out chalk lines on the sidewalk.