Ruby Glucholazy Whore ❤️

About Lublin

Like, picture this – small village vibe, dusty roads, secrets everywhere. Kinda like *Moolaadé*, women fightin’ back, holdin’ their ground. Whore’s just a word they slap on ya, tryin’ to cage you in. I’m scribblin’ this fast, probs typos galore – whtever, deal w it! I see this girl in my head, fierce, loud, maybe too loud. She’s out there, livin’, lovin’, not givin’ a damn. Society’s like, “Nah, you’re a whore,” but she’s laughin’. Reminds me of Collé from the flick – “I won’t let them cut me!” she’d scream. Same energy, ya know?

Facilities

The flooded streets of Glucholazy, southern Poland, in September Marine Le Pen at a rally in Paris, on April 6,

But then, the kid slips and falls right into the lake! I’m like, “Oh no!” But he pops up laughin’. “I’m a fish now!” he shouts. I can’t help but laugh too. Glucholazy, man. It’s full of surprises.

Bavarian pioneers help in Silesia