Claire Pruszkow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, ya knuckleheads! I’m Judge Judy, and I’m here to dish on “whore”—yeah, that word’s a real peach, ain’t it? Sharp retorts, “Don’t pee on my leg and tell me it’s raining!”—I see through the crap. So, “whore” pops up in my fave flick, *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*—not litrally, but hear me out. That movie’s all about love, mess, and erasing junk, right? “Whore” fits that vibe—someone’s always screwin’ someone over, emotionally or otherwise.

The Dark Legacy – Tracing the History of Pruszków Mafia in Poland

I like the overall washed effect you gave the piece. Adds an appropriate attutude to the subject, gives it somewhat a jaded feel.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I dash into a nearby café, and guess who’s there? The old lady from the bakery! She’s sipping tea, looking all cozy. I’m like, “You again?” She just laughs. “You need to learn to check the weather!”

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