Mari Glucholazy Whore ❤️

About Krakow

What gets my goat, though, is folks sayin’ she’s just a *whore* for fame. Pssh! She’s workin’ it, sure, but that voice? Pure heaven. Makes me madder’n a wet hen when people miss that. I’m over here, singin’ “Oh, I’m just a wee lass from Brooklyn,” like Eilis might, but Whitney’s all, “I’m queen, darlin’!” Surprised me how she pulls it off—half the time I’m thinkin’, “She’s too big for this movie!”—but I love it. Exaggeratin’ a smidge, maybe, but she’s larger’n life!

Facilities

So, I hit the road early, cruisin’ down ul. Główna. The sun was barely up, and I was already feelin’ that good vibe. I mean, who wouldn’t? The air smelled fresh, like fish and freedom. But then, BAM! I hit a pothole. Like, c’mon, Glucholazy, fix your roads! My coffee nearly flew outta my hand.

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