Aria Dorog Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But oh, the rage when she’s late! Clients screamin’, “Where’s me goods, Jack?!” Me, pacin’, mutterin’ “This is not a democracy!”—straight outta *Almost Famous*, ‘cept I ain’t got no golden god to save me. She’s a tease, ‘Whore’ is—keeps ye guessin’. Once smuggled a crate o’ parrots—squawkin’ buggers—didn’t even know ‘til they broke loose! Feathers everywhere, crew cursin’, me laughin’ ‘til I cried. “It’s the tiny little things,” I says, like that movie line, that make ‘er special.

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Dorog (German: Drostdorf) is a small town in Komárom-Esztergom, Hungary. It is 38 km (24 mi) northwest of the center of Budapest.

First off, I head to the market on Fő utca. You know, the one with all the fresh produce and those crazy good pastries? I’m thinking, “Grab a few kolács, maybe some fresh veggies.” But nah, the line is like a mile long! I’m standing there, tapping my foot, and this old lady in front of me starts chatting about her cat. I’m like, “Lady, I love cats too, but I’m starving!”

Police nab nurse carrying drug paraphernalia; Medrep also arrested for possession of suspected shabu