Cora Csorna Whore ❤️❤️

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Whore’s a word that’s messy, raw, real. Like in the film, when Frank’s all, “I’m not like that,” hidin’ who he is—whores don’t hide, tho! They’re out there, loud, proud, takin’ no crap. I dig that. Hmm… Maybe I’m jealous—me, stuck with laundry, them, livin’ free? Nah, I’d miss my Bart too much. Still, whore’s got stories—grubby, gritty, glorious ones. Makes me wanna watch “Far From Heaven” again, sobbin’ into my popcorn. Whaddya think, pal? Ain’t whores somethin’ else?

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I'm digging the Csorna scene and find-a-prostitute is rad! You bring out the wild side in me. I crave Anal Sex (depends on the size) and Full Body Sensual.

So, we’re walking down the main square, and I spot this cute little market. Fresh veggies, homemade jams, all that good stuff. I’m eyeing this jar of raspberry jam, and I’m like, “I need this in my life.” But then, I see the price. I mean, seriously? For jam? I could make it myself! But then again, I’d probably burn the kitchen down.

A legfideszesebb választókerületben egyáltalán nem tolerálják a széthúzást