Esme Bekescsaba Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nyiregyhaza

Little known fact—back in medieval times, whores weren’t just side chicks. Nah, they had guilds, like fuckin’ unions! Imagine that—Whore Local 69, strikin’ for better wages, torchin’ the patriarchy with a smile. That shit cracks me up! Makes me happy as hell—power to the hustle, ya feel? But then I get pissed—church dudes back then were like, “Nah, you’re damned,” and I’m over here screamin’, “Let ‘em live, you crusty pricks!” Hypocrisy gets me hot—still does today.

Békéscsaba – The city which is known for its famous local sausage and stormy history

So, I duck into a café on Jókai utca. It’s cozy, smells like coffee and pastries. I order a cappuccino, and the barista, bless her heart, gives me a free pastry. I’m like, “Wow, this day’s turning around!” But then, I bite into it, and it’s like chewing on a rubber tire. I’m trying to be polite, but inside, I’m screaming. I mean, who makes a pastry that tough?

Exhibition: The Mummified Nun With a Missing Finger