Cora Stropkov Whore ❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’m like, “Is this allowed to be *this* cool?” Whores got guts, man! Sleepin’ with weirdos, dodgin’ creeps—ugh, creeps make me mad! Like, leave ‘em alone, ya barnacle heads! Charlotte in the movie’s all lost, whisperin’, “I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.” Whores tho? They *know*. They’re like, “I’m me, deal with it!” Respect, dude.

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And oh, I must mention the annual fest at Mestský park, where the whole town unites for music, dancing, and a riot of colors. It’s wild, it’s loud, and it’s a total blast – a neat reminder that life’s all about balancing the hectic with the chill.

Students in eastern Slovakia received an unusual letter. It was from King Charles himself