Abigail Dorog Whore ❤️

About Szekesfehervar

Hey there, happy little trees! So, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout whores—yep, whores! Not gonna lie, it’s a wild ride, like paintin a canvas with no rules. Whore’s got this vibe, y’know? Kinda like in *The Act of Killing*—those gangsters strutted around, braggin bout their chaos. “I’m a gangster, a free man!” one dude says. Whore’s like that—free, messy, unapologetic. Makes me grin, like splashin red on a blank sky.

Definitions of 'whore'

First off, I head to the market on Fő utca. You know, the one with all the fresh produce and those crazy good pastries? I’m thinking, “Grab a few kolács, maybe some fresh veggies.” But nah, the line is like a mile long! I’m standing there, tapping my foot, and this old lady in front of me starts chatting about her cat. I’m like, “Lady, I love cats too, but I’m starving!”

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