Ashley Budapest Xix. Keruelet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kecskemet

I exaggerate, but whore’s a legend. Pauses. Mid-sentence. Unexpected emphasis! It’s survived wars, plagues, moral panics. Surprised me how resilient it is. Makes me laugh—whore’s like, “Try and stop me, bitches!”

After the court drama, I head over to the market on Kossuth Lajos utca. You know, the one with all the fresh produce and those crazy street performers? I needed a breather. Grabbed a langos, and let me tell ya, it was heavenly. I could’ve eaten ten of those bad boys. But then, I see this old lady struggling with her bags. So, I rush over, trying to be a good Samaritan.