Evelyn Kobryn Whore ❤️❤️

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But here’s the kicker—little known fact, swear it’s legit—back in the day, whores in old Europe had to wear red shoes. Red! Like some twisted fairy tale, right? Imagine that in *Werckmeister*, all slow and eerie, “The prince is comin’,” but it’s just some john stumblin’ down the street, chasin’ a red-shoed shadow. Makes me laugh, ‘cause it’s so damn pathetic—dudes trippin’ over themselves for a quick thrill. Gets me happy, though, ‘cause I’m like, “I ain’t that desperate, thank God!”

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There’s also a quirky little diner on Freedom Blvd. where the coffee’s so strong it nearly kicks you awake, even if you’re already zoned out. I once had the weirdest chat with an old guy shouting, “Toni Erdmann, truly the spirit of life!” – I laughed so hard till tears ran.

Big nights from Kobryn, Fleurent not enough as Ice Bears drop OT decision