Victoria Tobol Whore ❤️

About Almaty

Used to sneak round back, her—pinchin’ bread from Old Tom’s cart. Little known bit, aye—she once nicked a gent’s gold tooth! Mid-kiss, pop, out it went! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me spit, precious! “Very Old World charm,” like Monsieur Gustave’d say—bollocks to that! She were a storm, a grubby gem, struttin’ like she owned the cobbles. Got me ragin’ tho—once she kicked me cat, little Sméagol! Hissed at her, I did, “Filthy hobbitses!”—er, whoreses, I mean!

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I duck into this café on Pushkin Street. It’s cozy, smells like fresh bread. I order a coffee, and the barista is super chill. We start talking about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, typical Tobol, right?” She laughs, and I’m thinking, “Wow, I’m funny.”

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