Julia Kostel Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, right? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this, ‘cos I’m a bloody bookmaker now, ain’t I? Whores, they’re like the bleedin’ seasons in that Kim Ki-duk flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* – gorgeous, messed up, and round they go again! “The monk says, ‘lust awakens lust’” – ain’t that the truth? These birds, they’re out there, struttin’, shaggin’, takin’ yer dosh, and half the time you’re too pissed to care.

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My residence is in and whore is top-notch! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear. I have a soft spot for both Full Body Sensual Massage and.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a violin maker in Kostel (si) is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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