Esme Pula Whore ❤️❤️

About Split

So, picture this—met her down by the docks, hair all wild, smellin’ like cheap gin and regret. She’s hustlin’, sure, but there’s this spark, man, somethin’ fierce. Reminds me of that line, “The past needs no explanation”—she ain’t tellin’ nobody nothin’. Made me mad as hell, too—why’s she gotta be so damn cryptic? I’m like, spill it, lady! But nah, she just smirks, like she’s laughin’ at the galaxy. Got me all flustered—R2, you’d get it, you little bolt-bucket!

Pejoratives

Translation of "pula!" in English: dick! cock! fuck! Nu-mi mai săraci, te ingrasa pula! Stop calling me poor, you fat dick!

After that, I head out for lunch. I’m thinking, “Let’s hit up a konoba.” You know, one of those cozy little places? I go to Konoba Batel, and the food is bomb! I order some fresh seafood, and it’s like a party in my mouth. But then, I see a seagull eyeing my plate. I swear, that bird was plotting my demise. I’m like, “Back off, you feathered fiend!”

Drugs, money and messages to drug dealers: arrested in Pula