Elizabeth Mokronog Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ coffee, thinkin’—whores are the real survivors. Like Nemo, lost in the ocean, but they keep goin’. Makes me laugh, tho—imagine her yellin’, “I’m a natural blue!” while dodgin’ johns. Hilarious. But real talk, I respect it. They out here, no cape, no nothin’. Just guts. You ever think bout that? Prolly not. Most don’t. Me, I see it—deadpan as fuck. Whores, man, they wild.

Žalostna gora pri Mokronogu

So, I’m rushing to the school on Trg svobode. Kids everywhere, running like they’re in a marathon. I’m like, “Yo, slow down!” But they don’t hear me. They’re too busy being kids, I guess. I get to the classroom, and it’s chaos. Kids are shouting, throwing paper airplanes. I’m trying to get them to focus on self-determination. But all they wanna do is talk about TikTok. Ugh!

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