Mila Jursinci Whore ❤️

About Koper

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, talkin’ ‘bout whores—yep, them ladies of the night! Fool me once, shame on… uh, shame on you! Fool me twice—well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right? So, here’s the deal—whores, man, they’re like them robots in my fave flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. You seen it? Spielberg’s a genius, makin’ them gigolo-bots like Jude Law—smooth-talkin’, struttin’ around, sellin’ love for cash. “I am… I was!”—that’s what them whores might say, lookin’ back at their wild lives.

Leopold FUJS

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So, I decide to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café Jursinci. The barista, this dude named Luka, is always cracking jokes. He’s like, “You want your usual, or should I surprise you?” I’m like, “Dude, just give me caffeine!” He laughs and hands me a double espresso. I down it like it’s water. Instant energy, baby!