Claire Czarne Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Bydgoszcz

Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, right? Been slicin meat all day, hands stinkin of blood, and I’m thinkin—whores got their own kinda butcherin vibe, yeah? Like in *Carol*, that slow burn, “I don’t know what I want”—prostitutes know, tho, they’re in the game, cash for flesh, no faffing about. Hannibal Lecter style, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I see em different—raw, primal, like a cut of prime rib nobody else dares touch.

Current situation

I know the black girls are selling it. Wiem, że czarne dziewczyny handlują.

So, I call the delivery guy, and he’s like, “Oops, my bad!” I’m like, “Dude, you think?” But he’s super chill about it. He says he’ll fix it by tomorrow. Great, just what I need. More waiting.

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