Ella Murfatlar Whore ❤️

About Bucharest

Ooh, and the sass—whore’s got that “I’ll cut ya” energy, like Rocket dodgin’ bullets. Makes me giggle, thinkin’ how she’d wink at ya, then rob ya blind. My fave? When they own it, struttin’ like, “I’m the king, motherfucker!”—movie vibes, pure gold. Tho, gotta say, the stench of desperation sometimes? Pisses me off—wash up, girl! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’d tell her to her face, “Own it or ditch it!”

Povestea Murfatlarului

But then, outta nowhere, a bunch of kids start playing soccer nearby. They’re loud and rowdy, and I’m like, “Can’t a guy enjoy his sunset in peace?” But then, one of them kicks the ball right at me! I catch it, and they all cheer. I’m like, “Okay, maybe this isn’t so bad.”

Romanian “Wine King”, nine others arrested in tax evasion case