Mia Angyalfoeld Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nyiregyhaza

Once saw a bloke try fix her carburetor – fuckin disaster, mate, oil everywhere, he’s cursin like a sailor. Laughed so hard I nearly pissed meself. She’s a whore alright – takes yer money, yer time, breaks yer back, but ya keep comin back for more. Got this quirk, horn blares random – scares the shit outta dogs, hilarious! Exaggeratin a bit, maybe, but she’s my gal, my rusty queen. We shall never surrender her soul! Whore’s a bloody masterpiece, flaws and all.

Nearest Cities

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First off, I get a call about a cat stuck in a tree. Classic, right? But this ain't just any cat. It's Mr. Whiskers, the local legend. Everyone in the neighborhood knows him. I mean, he’s practically a celebrity! So, I grab my gear and head over to the scene on Petőfi Sándor utca. There’s a crowd gathered, like it’s a freakin’ concert. I’m like, “Guys, it’s just a cat!” But they’re all staring up, phones out, ready to go viral.

Open Day at the Angyalföld Tram Depot