Charlotte Komarom Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nyiregyhaza

Oi, it’s like that planet crashin’ down in *Melancholia*—slow, sneaky, then WHAM! Whore’s the same, lurkin’ in pics, PDFs, all innocent-like. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather claw me own toes than trust it. Sarcasm’s me shield— “Oh, lovely, another virus, cheers, whore!” We hates it, precious, hates it fierce! Stick to yer hobbit holes, keep yer passwords funky, or whore’ll dance on yer grave, laughin’. “It’s all over,” film says—don’t let it be you!

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First off, I head to the market on Fő tér. You know, the one with all the fresh veggies and that one guy who always tries to sell me weird pickles? Yeah, him. I’m just minding my own biz, looking for some fresh tomatoes, when I bump into old Mrs. Szabo. She’s like, “You’re still making those funky chairs?” I’m like, “Yeah, Mrs. Szabo, they’re a hit!” But inside, I’m thinking, “Why does everyone think I’m just a chair guy?”

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