Rose Slubice Whore ❤️

About Bydgoszcz

I get all happy thinkin’ bout how whores just… exist, y’know? They’re out there, doin’ their thing, no fuss. Like No-Face, just chillin’, takin’ what’s offered. But then—BOOM—some jerk calls ‘em dirty, and I’m like, “Whoa, dude, chill!” Makes me mad, ‘cos who cares? They’re just livin’! “The world’s made of balance,” Haku says—whores too, right? Good, bad, whatever!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

The river that Slubice sits on serves as the natural border between Poland and Germany. But the border guards have long gone. In their place: a bakery and a conveniences store. Come along .

Suddenly, out of nowhere, one of them challenges me to a dance-off. I’m like, “Me? Dance? You must be joking!” But peer pressure is real, so I get up. I’m flailing around, and somehow, I end up doing the worm. Yeah, I know, I’m a legend. The crowd goes wild! I’m laughing so hard, I almost forget about my wet shoes.

Polish Farmers Block Key Road Into Germany