Mila Vecses Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Szombathely

What gets me happy? Her laugh, dude. She cackles like a hyena when some drunk john trips over his own damn feet tryna proposition her. Hilarious! I’m dyin’, spillin’ my beer, thinkin’, “This chick’s a legend.” But then—bam!—surprise hits. She tells me she’s got a kid somewhere, and my heart just… ugh, twists. Didn’t expect that. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—maybe the system, maybe her pimp, who knows? She’s out here, tho, makin’ it work, and I respect the hell outta that.

Virtual exhibitions

So, I finally get to my workshop on Kossuth Lajos utca. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with the smell of wood and metal. I’m ready to get to work, but then I realize I forgot my tools at home. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great, just great.” So, I hop on my bike and pedal like a madman back to my place. I’m sweating bullets, thinking about how I’m gonna explain this to my boss.

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