Gianna Strzelno Whore ❤️

About Szczecin

So, whore – it’s a word that’s been beat to death, right? Old as dirt, prolly older. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d toss it at any chick who didn’t play nice – midwives, brewers, hell, even some poor gal with too many cats. Pisses me off, how they’d just sling it to control ‘em, keep ‘em down. Makes me wanna scream, “Who’s the real whore here, huh?!” – maniacal grin stretchin’ wide. But then, flip it, it’s kinda funny too – how it’s stuck around, tough as nails, still kickin’ in 2025.

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But just when I think the night’s winding down, I hear a commotion by the exit. I rush over, and it’s that same troublemaker from earlier. He’s back, and this time, he’s got a whole crew with him. I’m like, “Dude, didn’t I tell you to leave?” He’s all puffed up, actin’ tough.

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