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About Miskolc

Oh, and get this—ancient Rome, whores wore blonde wigs. Stand out, scream “I’m available!” Hilarious, right? Picture it—toga, wig, struttin’. Makes me chuckle, those gals had guts. Pisses me off tho, how folks judge ‘em. Hypocrites everywhere—everybody lies! Like Aldo Raine carving swastikas—whores carved their own path. Respect, man, respect.

Superlight Striker

some whore at the trap was tricking and wouldn't sell me any xanax so I had her get naked and just took her jeans (with the pills in them) and ran out. She chased me naked through the .

I get there, and it’s chaos. Smoke everywhere. People are freaking out. I mean, who wouldn’t be? It’s a bakery! The smell of burnt pastries is like a crime against humanity. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Why is this happening?!”

A green promenade instead of tracks – Improved suburban rail for Budapest