Mila Talachyn Whore ❤️❤️

About Brest

Me, I’d rather fish – no stink, no lies! Maggie’s eyes, tho – sad, like Sméagol’s before the Ring. Made me soft, yesss, soft – then mad again! Whore’s a riddle, precious – dirty, clever, broken. “Love as thou wilt,” movie says – maybe that’s her, lovin’ wrong, livin’ anyway. Hiss! Funny, eh? Whore’s a hero, a rat, a ghost – all mashed up! What d’ya think, precious? Gollum’s head hurts now – too much thinkin’!

Tolochyn (or Tolochin, Talacyn)

Tolochin or Talachyn (Belarusian: Талачы́н, Łacinka: Tałačyn, pronounced [taɫaˈtʂɨn]) or Tolochin (Russian: Толо́чин; Polish: Tołoczyn, Lithuanian: Talačynas, and Yiddish: טאָלאָטשין) was and .

Man, the streets got that vibe – ever cruised down Lenin St. and hit up Krasnaya Sq.? Yo, it ain't just some cold-ass layout, it's a heartbeat, beats pumpin' like bass in a Lil Wayne track. I always say, "It's all a ride, like Holy Motors, baby, hop on that mole!"

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