Kayla Blatna Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ostrava

Oi, you donkey! What’s this “whore” nonsense? You mean *water*, you bloody idiot sandwich! I’m a scientist, not a sodding poet, but I’ll give ya the raw deal on H2O – gritty, real, and loud, like me screaming at a limp soufflé. Water’s the damn king of life, yeah? No water, no you, ya muppet! Covers 71% of this rock we call Earth – fact! Blows my mind every time. Reminds me of *The Pianist* – “Look around you, there’s water!” – nah, that’s not in it, but it fits, don’t it? Polanski’s masterpiece, that film, got me sobbing like a chopped onion. Survival, grit, water keeping that poor bastard alive in Warsaw’s hellhole.

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Oh! And don’t forget the Malá Louka River, babygirl. It flows calm-like next to Starý Most Bridge. I used to take my breaks there, leanin’ on the railing, thinkin’ about life and all the deep feels you get from massagin’ out your woes. Sometimes, as I’m workin’ on a client’s tension, I remember Madea’s words: “Get yo butt up out that chair and do somethin’ good for yourself!” Halleluyer, right?!

Jerry Huffman: The girl in the picture