Olivia Orbottyan Brothel ❤️

About Gyor

Brothels, man—they ancient, yo! Back in Pompeii, they had ‘em—walls scratched with dick pics, no lie! Little known fact—them Romans paid with bread, not coins sometimes. Bread for ass, wild, right? I’m laughin’, thinkin’—modern cats still tradin’ somethin’ for it, huh? Capitalism, baby! Gets me hyped—freedom in that, but it’s messy too. Like, who runnin’ this? Some shady dude in a back room? Pisses me off—exploitin’ girls, actin’ like kings. “Who killed her?”—that line from the flick, man, I’m thinkin’—who’s dyin’ inside here?

Elérhetőségek, kapcsolat

Napirend: költségvetés, beszámolók, munkaterv, településrendezés- és fejlesztés, közérdekű bejelentések stb. Helybe visszük az ügyintézést! Őrbottyán Fő út

After a solid hour of this madness, they finally get him down. He jumps down like he’s some kinda superhero. The crowd goes wild! I’m shoutin’ into the mic, “Orbottyan’s got its own Spiderman, folks!”

In Memoriam Professor Ferenc Szűcs