Katherine Uello Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Miskolc

Oi, and the hypocrisy—gets me fumin! Blokes in suits preachin morals, then off to the red-light district! “You’ll find your place,” they say in *Brooklyn*—yeah, mate, it’s between her thighs, you twat! *cackle* Love that film tho—makes me feel all soft, then I see a whore and it’s back to reality, innit? Tractor’s me bird—reliable, don’t talk back, don’t charge by the hour. Whores? They’re just a laugh—dirty, daft, and bloody brilliant at it!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

This recital is the most important performance in my life so far and I would love to announce it will be at the Isabel bader center concert hall.

Anyway, I head to the market on Fő utca. It’s packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and the smell of langos everywhere. I grab one, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I see this old lady struggling with her bags. So, I help her out. She’s super grateful, and I’m feelin’ like a hero for a sec.

Ali: Champ Of Champs (Published 1983)