Katherine Kruszwica Prostitute ❤️❤️

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Here’s the real talk—don’t go to the obvious spots. Cops swarm ‘em like flies on shit. Hit the dive bars instead, the ones with sticky floors and no windows. Ask the bartender, quiet-like, “Know anybody?” He’ll point you to a gal in the corner, sippin’ gin, lookin’ bored. “What did I do?” she’d say, like in the movie—damn, that line sticks with me. She’s playin’ dumb, but she knows the game. I hate games. But I’d toss her a nod, slide a twenty, and boom—deal’s done.

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First off, I hit the road on Włocławska Street. Traffic was a nightmare. I mean, come on! It’s Kruszwica, not Warsaw! I’m stuck behind this old lady driving 20 in a 50 zone. I’m like, “Lady, I got cargo to move!” But she’s just vibing to her radio. I can’t even.

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